grrr
well yesterday in work was awful. trully 100% terrible. i sold 8 papers.....8......that means i get 80p commision.
i was in possibly the quietest point in glasgow. on the corner of wellington street and argyle street. it rained alot. i got wet despite my brolly and waterproof jacket. all my newspapers got wet so i couldnt sell them. i phoned the agency to phone the guys to bring me more. 40 minutes later i phoned again asking if i was going to get more papers. 30 minutes later the delivery guy appeared and just took my stand away.
i was outside a pub (possibly a gay old mans pub...The Waterloo on wellington street) and they all felt sorry for me. one wee guy went and bought me a cup of tea which made me smile. then i burnt my tongue on it which made me want to cry. i also saw a poor wee baby pidgeon get splatted on the road.
all in all yesterday was a terrible day. today i am at the galleries of modern art which should be better. i was there on friday and did not bad. ugh.....
i was in possibly the quietest point in glasgow. on the corner of wellington street and argyle street. it rained alot. i got wet despite my brolly and waterproof jacket. all my newspapers got wet so i couldnt sell them. i phoned the agency to phone the guys to bring me more. 40 minutes later i phoned again asking if i was going to get more papers. 30 minutes later the delivery guy appeared and just took my stand away.
i was outside a pub (possibly a gay old mans pub...The Waterloo on wellington street) and they all felt sorry for me. one wee guy went and bought me a cup of tea which made me smile. then i burnt my tongue on it which made me want to cry. i also saw a poor wee baby pidgeon get splatted on the road.
all in all yesterday was a terrible day. today i am at the galleries of modern art which should be better. i was there on friday and did not bad. ugh.....