Today I made attendance sheets ( Read more... )

My new job isn't with the Workbank.

It's actually in the university. In the Clinical Psychology department, to be exact ( Read more... )

For anyone who's wondering, this is who I'm now working for:

Workbank

The ironic thing is that while I was at university (oh so long ago now...) I actually did temp work with the Workbank - I was a silver service waitress at two functions, despite the fact that I'd no experience whatsoever if silver service or waitressing...

Yesterday it looked like it was going to be one of those days.

Today it was looking more like one of those weeks.

Then I got a new job.

( Details, details... )

Had a couple of interesting days.

Yesterday I met a drunk woman who was trying to do the splits in the newsagent's for the amusement of the staff there (and who called me "lady" and laughed uproarously every time she did). I also had a most bizarre phone call, which went something like this:

( My strange phone call... )

We appear to be hitting something of a snag ( Read more... )

Annoyed. Quite spectacularly annoyed, in fact ( Read more... )

Arrr ( Read more... )

I got an interesting letter from the university this morning. It begins:

I hope you do not mind me contacting you but I am aware of your decision to withdraw from your award...Huh? I know my memory isn't always the best, but I think I'd remember if I'd withdrawn. I think the university is making decisions for me here ( Read more... )

I was determined today to get things sorted with the university - changing course (again) and all that. Everything started off well - I rang the department I wanted to transfer to, spoke to a tutor and he said it was fine. In fact, he said that I could come down this afternoon and get the forms done and all that ( Read more... )