When I'm at work I manage to think of all these wonderfully witty and insightful things to discuss here, but as soon as I get home I just lose all motivation to do so. It doesn't help that I'm PMSing and pining after a certain someone like mad.
So, onto work stuff. It looks like my next night off will be next Wednesday, which is amusing given that I've been working every night since last Saturday. I'm getting quite tired, my car is wearing out, and I'm going through a ridiculous amount of petrol. $20 worth just tonight. I love the people I work with. My boss is all kinds of awesome and is really lenient. There's a cute Asian girl that I worked with for the first time tonight, so I may attempt to use my rather rusty and disused masculine charm to woo her.
Delivering to drunks amuses me greatly. I had one the other night, a big order for a group of middle-aged blokes. It was... New Year's Day, from memory. I went in and it was obvious that they'd been drinking a bit, given that they couldn't even manage to carry their food in (I had to do it for them). I started up the normal pleasantries, asked them how their holiday period was etc. Then suddenly the conversation went something like this:
Bloke: Cool hair, mate!
Me: Thanks, one of my housemates borrowed her mum's buzzer so we could shave it off.
Bloke: Now, I have to ask this; you're a lesbian right?
Me: O.o
Me: Is it really that obvious?
Bloke: It's okay, I'm in the same boat as you.
Bloke: I like girls too.
He then proceeded to give me a big bear hug and introduce me to his mates >.>
Apart from work, I've been doing very little. I'm currently in the midst of full-blown PMSing, which would explain why I'm feeling oh-so lost and lonely. And that certain someone isn't making my emotional state any less fragile.
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