Wee Guy

Mar 13, 2009 10:50

Went into Borders yesterday after orientation for my new job (more on that later). Sat on one of the couches upstairs and a guy in his mid fifties came along and took the seat beside me. Sat there for about half an hour reading my book then got up to go. The guy goes 'Excuse me, do you have the time?' so I told him it was midday, then he proceeded to tell me how his brother had died a few years back, didn't get to meet his gran kids, but it had brought him and his OTHER brother closer together, and wasn't it funny how death sometimes worked like that? At this point he was looking at me for some sort of reaction and all I could say was that it was lovely that he and his family managed to find something good out of something so sad. And he went, 'Well, people need people', and it was really sad but really nice.

Anyway so, start my new job on Monday. Guna be working in Hbos, not sure what I'm doing as of yet, they haven't allocated us in specific departments. Place looks alright and the folk seem nice enough, good hours etc. Thing is, I've been offered an interview for the NHS admin bank on Tuesday afternoon, so would have to ask for time off on my second day, which obviously isn't very good. On the other hand, the NHS job is better money and looks like a better job too, so I'd be mad to try and reschedule it/turn it down. Don't really know what to do!

The weekend was pretty good. On Friday I think me and Marc just kicked about, then Saturday was Stef's hen night. Was sooo much fun, it was a murder mystery night with a theatre group in playing all the characters. They staged it so that everyone had maps of 'the island' and 'the hotel' and the potential murderers went round the room and we were allowed to quiz them :-) In the end we got the murderer wrong due to my jumping to wrong conclusions, dammit! The guy did however compliment me and Ruth on our sleuth skills. Well all he REALLY said was that we were the only ones who asked one question at a time but still. Went to the Cathouse afterward which was a VERY. BAD. IDEA. Don't remember a massive amount from in there bar almost choking on one of the THREE hotdogs that I ate. Stumbled back to Marcs and ended up throwing up hotdog for most of mid morning. Brutal stuff :( This weekend should be a bit quieter, going up to Monica's tonight for chat and DVD action, then off to see Marley and Me tomorrow!
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