weird.
I applied for a job today. As a member of bar staff. I now have to work a trail shift tommorow night at some warehouse conversion posh joint in leeds and well...naturally I lied about having experience and Im probably gonna have to pull this one out of my rather large arse. Now Im either gonna look like a right chancer or Im gonna be the best bar staff there ever was. I have confidence. I can do it. Balls to it if my mar can do it so can a carton of sainsburys cranberry juice.
In other news Im back in Leeds. I dont feel as shit about it as I thought I would. It aint that bad after all. And Ill have another job by tommorow night haha. Handing my notice in at HSBC tommorow because Im sick to the back teeth of working for banks and selling shit that I dont give a bollocks about. I just wanna sell beer or sit behind a computer not talking all day. err...in other news...dunno. terraaa
In other news Im back in Leeds. I dont feel as shit about it as I thought I would. It aint that bad after all. And Ill have another job by tommorow night haha. Handing my notice in at HSBC tommorow because Im sick to the back teeth of working for banks and selling shit that I dont give a bollocks about. I just wanna sell beer or sit behind a computer not talking all day. err...in other news...dunno. terraaa