Prodiction...
I saw a dead cat today on the side of the road with it's eyes open. From that moment I had a prodiction that today was not going to be a good day.
Well...I was mostly right.
Got to work and everything was fine until halfway through my little task I had to serve a customer. I served the young lady a copy of GTA Vicy City without asking for ID. This was not on purpose, just...forgot.
Apparently she was working for a lady who worked for Age Provention or something like that. To cut a long story short I got a black mark from the deputy manager. Luckily this was the best case Scenario as it were.
This did bum me out, but since Rich was good about it and this is my first black mark in over a year and half of working for the company I'm not too bothered, but it's still something that will put a frown on your face for the rest of the day.
The rest of the day wasn't too bad apart from the usualy hord of foreigners came around, messed up the place a little and shoved games and money into your face. These people obviously don't understand the concept of personal space.
When I got home everything was going fine until I decided to have a shower and guess what...I did it again. I locked myself out of my room because the window was open. For the first time in a while I actually took my keys off and my bag was in my room. I sent Steve over to get the ladder from the nice lady who leant it to us last time. I had no trousers on...don't ask.
When I found a pair down stairs in a bag, Steve sent me up the ladder...uh...small problem. I'm afraid of heights. I got half way up the ladder and refused to go any further. Steve was in a hurry and forced me up there, but when it was apparent that I was not going anywhere, he gave in and climbed up through the window.
My hero.
And now here I sit after having my shower wanting nothing more than to relax and watch a movie...or maybe just an episode of the A Team.
Well...I was mostly right.
Got to work and everything was fine until halfway through my little task I had to serve a customer. I served the young lady a copy of GTA Vicy City without asking for ID. This was not on purpose, just...forgot.
Apparently she was working for a lady who worked for Age Provention or something like that. To cut a long story short I got a black mark from the deputy manager. Luckily this was the best case Scenario as it were.
This did bum me out, but since Rich was good about it and this is my first black mark in over a year and half of working for the company I'm not too bothered, but it's still something that will put a frown on your face for the rest of the day.
The rest of the day wasn't too bad apart from the usualy hord of foreigners came around, messed up the place a little and shoved games and money into your face. These people obviously don't understand the concept of personal space.
When I got home everything was going fine until I decided to have a shower and guess what...I did it again. I locked myself out of my room because the window was open. For the first time in a while I actually took my keys off and my bag was in my room. I sent Steve over to get the ladder from the nice lady who leant it to us last time. I had no trousers on...don't ask.
When I found a pair down stairs in a bag, Steve sent me up the ladder...uh...small problem. I'm afraid of heights. I got half way up the ladder and refused to go any further. Steve was in a hurry and forced me up there, but when it was apparent that I was not going anywhere, he gave in and climbed up through the window.
My hero.
And now here I sit after having my shower wanting nothing more than to relax and watch a movie...or maybe just an episode of the A Team.