WRRRRYYYYYYYYYYY
Hiiii. I bring you news of: a couple of really fucking frustrating days at work! Oh, the joy of it all.
Dear Bimbo-esque Customer: What part of "Sorry, I don't work on this department" don't you understand? Oh, and stop getting snippy with me. I don't quite fancy helping you out when you give me nothing but attitude.
Dear Customers in General: Now, most of you guys are very polite. However, WHAT IS IT WITH ALL OF YOU NOT KNOWING WHERE THE SOAP IS?! Seriously, of all the questions I get asked, one of the ones that crops up the most is "Where can I find the bars of soap?". That, and "Where are the hair accessories?". If I had a quid for each time I'd been asked those questions, I'd be a very rich woman.
Dear Lisa: You still suck.
Dear Debbie (not the office one, the supermarket one): Stop pestering me. I know what I'm supposed to be doing, thankyouverymuch. You don't have to repeat the task I need to do over and over again. I GET IT. Also, kindly STOP RUNNING OFF WITH MY FUCKING FLAT TOP TROLLIES. I'm kind of sick of walking away for a few minutes for whatever reason, only to come back and be all "?? Where the bloody hell did that go?". Get yer own! (Or at least ask me first, plzkthnx.)
Dear Harpy-Voiced Woman Who Doesn't Work at the Store, Who Only Comes in to Promote Stuff: Why, when I was going about my duties, did you feel the need to squeal "Ohhhhh, are you here to tidy?" at me in one of the most mind-crushingly patronising tones of voice ever? No, I'm getting something out of the supplies drawer, and, even if I did happen to be tidying, what is it to you? Why would you comment on it, and in that manner?
Also, later on, when I was trying to help a customer, why, as soon as I opened my mouth to answer his question, did you suddenly jump in and loudly interrupt "Oh, I know where that is, I can show you"? What the fuck?! At least wait until I've finished speaking, instead of fucking interrupting!
ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. *whams head against desk*
Ow.
Ahem, in other news, me and Euan went to another car boot sale on Sunday, where I got five books, a bunch of CDs, a Me to You bear, and a Hello Kitty watch, amongst other things.
Beforehand, we stopped off in Morrisons, and... Metal Gear Solid 4 gets!! I'm gonna resist it for a while yet, though... I still need to stubbornly replay the others again, and play Portable Ops for the first time.
Also, Silent Hill: Homecoming is apparently being released this November (I say "apparently", as I got that info from a gaming magazine, and well, I know what they're like). It looks fucking hot. I still need to play Origins, though.
It made me laugh that the magazine complained about the "clumsy" combat of the game, though. I thought clumsy combat in SH was kind of the point? At least, it was in the first game's case, with Harry. If anything, I think it adds to the tension, and the fact that you're playing as pretty ordinary characters who, let's face it, have had little to no experience with weaponry. (ETA: Okay, I just remembered that the protagonist of Homecoming is a soldier, so maybe "clumsy" combat is an issue. I still stand by what I said about the protagonists of the previous games, though.) They also slagged off the puzzles. Each to their own, some of SH's puzzles can be pretty tricky, admittedly - but it simply wouldn't be SH without puzzles, IMHO.
Anyway, I'd best go and make myself some food, or something. It's been a long day and I've got to get up early tomorrow - I'm visiting my dad in the morning, before meeting up with Jem in the afternoon. :)
Dear Bimbo-esque Customer: What part of "Sorry, I don't work on this department" don't you understand? Oh, and stop getting snippy with me. I don't quite fancy helping you out when you give me nothing but attitude.
Dear Customers in General: Now, most of you guys are very polite. However, WHAT IS IT WITH ALL OF YOU NOT KNOWING WHERE THE SOAP IS?! Seriously, of all the questions I get asked, one of the ones that crops up the most is "Where can I find the bars of soap?". That, and "Where are the hair accessories?". If I had a quid for each time I'd been asked those questions, I'd be a very rich woman.
Dear Lisa: You still suck.
Dear Debbie (not the office one, the supermarket one): Stop pestering me. I know what I'm supposed to be doing, thankyouverymuch. You don't have to repeat the task I need to do over and over again. I GET IT. Also, kindly STOP RUNNING OFF WITH MY FUCKING FLAT TOP TROLLIES. I'm kind of sick of walking away for a few minutes for whatever reason, only to come back and be all "?? Where the bloody hell did that go?". Get yer own! (Or at least ask me first, plzkthnx.)
Dear Harpy-Voiced Woman Who Doesn't Work at the Store, Who Only Comes in to Promote Stuff: Why, when I was going about my duties, did you feel the need to squeal "Ohhhhh, are you here to tidy?" at me in one of the most mind-crushingly patronising tones of voice ever? No, I'm getting something out of the supplies drawer, and, even if I did happen to be tidying, what is it to you? Why would you comment on it, and in that manner?
Also, later on, when I was trying to help a customer, why, as soon as I opened my mouth to answer his question, did you suddenly jump in and loudly interrupt "Oh, I know where that is, I can show you"? What the fuck?! At least wait until I've finished speaking, instead of fucking interrupting!
ARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. *whams head against desk*
Ow.
Ahem, in other news, me and Euan went to another car boot sale on Sunday, where I got five books, a bunch of CDs, a Me to You bear, and a Hello Kitty watch, amongst other things.
Beforehand, we stopped off in Morrisons, and... Metal Gear Solid 4 gets!! I'm gonna resist it for a while yet, though... I still need to stubbornly replay the others again, and play Portable Ops for the first time.
Also, Silent Hill: Homecoming is apparently being released this November (I say "apparently", as I got that info from a gaming magazine, and well, I know what they're like). It looks fucking hot. I still need to play Origins, though.
It made me laugh that the magazine complained about the "clumsy" combat of the game, though. I thought clumsy combat in SH was kind of the point? At least, it was in the first game's case, with Harry. If anything, I think it adds to the tension, and the fact that you're playing as pretty ordinary characters who, let's face it, have had little to no experience with weaponry. (ETA: Okay, I just remembered that the protagonist of Homecoming is a soldier, so maybe "clumsy" combat is an issue. I still stand by what I said about the protagonists of the previous games, though.) They also slagged off the puzzles. Each to their own, some of SH's puzzles can be pretty tricky, admittedly - but it simply wouldn't be SH without puzzles, IMHO.
Anyway, I'd best go and make myself some food, or something. It's been a long day and I've got to get up early tomorrow - I'm visiting my dad in the morning, before meeting up with Jem in the afternoon. :)