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Feb. 29th, 2004 07:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tallulahgsIt's February 29th! If I had a boyfriend, I could propose to him! Unfortunately, I don't, so no wedding invites to versipellis's nuptials today, folks.
It is also now six months since I started working at the music store. ONLY ANOTHER SIX MONTHS TILL I CAN LEAVE! Er, me, having job issues? Heh heh...okay, let's put it this way. I have survived six months at the music store without:
- damaging any instruments (especially the scarily expensive £1000 and over ones)
- freaking out and screaming at a customer
- freaking out and screaming at my managers
- giving everyone food poisoning by not washing up adequately
- making the toilet explode by using the wrong sort of bleach to clean it
Touch wood.
I have also managed to:
- sell a saxophone to a Spanish guy who spoke two words of English (one being 'soprano' and the other being 'euro').
- unnerve people slightly when, after accidentally putting away some books a customer still wanted, I could remember what the books were and where they'd been put
- stop disliking Liz and Naomi (part-timers) as much as I used to
- turn a violin that had been strung as a viola back into a violin
- submit my UCAS university entry form and get onto a course I wanted
- finish Blood Sugar Sex Magic (except for that small matter of the two alternate endings...sigh...)
- actually go shopping, buy some clothes I really liked, and purge my wardrobe of stuff I never wear (including my brother's old hoodie)
- play an elf in the pantomime four times *jingle jingle*
Gosh, I'm wonderful.
On the other hand, my manager gets back from the Maldives next week (has been there for the past two weeks) and I still fear her. Muchly. Oh yeah: Lent resolution: I will not think-call my manager names, try and blame all my mistakes on her, or indulge in rage and anger against her, for it simply makes me bitter.
In keeping with the Lenten spirit of making peace, being godly, fasting *tries to forget the pancakes she's just indulged in* I make the following invitation (not extended to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lycoris because she's already been told):
make a comment to this post, and I'll tell you why I love you.
Happy leap year day thingy, people!
It is also now six months since I started working at the music store. ONLY ANOTHER SIX MONTHS TILL I CAN LEAVE! Er, me, having job issues? Heh heh...okay, let's put it this way. I have survived six months at the music store without:
- damaging any instruments (especially the scarily expensive £1000 and over ones)
- freaking out and screaming at a customer
- freaking out and screaming at my managers
- giving everyone food poisoning by not washing up adequately
- making the toilet explode by using the wrong sort of bleach to clean it
Touch wood.
I have also managed to:
- sell a saxophone to a Spanish guy who spoke two words of English (one being 'soprano' and the other being 'euro').
- unnerve people slightly when, after accidentally putting away some books a customer still wanted, I could remember what the books were and where they'd been put
- stop disliking Liz and Naomi (part-timers) as much as I used to
- turn a violin that had been strung as a viola back into a violin
- submit my UCAS university entry form and get onto a course I wanted
- finish Blood Sugar Sex Magic (except for that small matter of the two alternate endings...sigh...)
- actually go shopping, buy some clothes I really liked, and purge my wardrobe of stuff I never wear (including my brother's old hoodie)
- play an elf in the pantomime four times *jingle jingle*
Gosh, I'm wonderful.
On the other hand, my manager gets back from the Maldives next week (has been there for the past two weeks) and I still fear her. Muchly. Oh yeah: Lent resolution: I will not think-call my manager names, try and blame all my mistakes on her, or indulge in rage and anger against her, for it simply makes me bitter.
In keeping with the Lenten spirit of making peace, being godly, fasting *tries to forget the pancakes she's just indulged in* I make the following invitation (not extended to
lycoris because she's already been told):make a comment to this post, and I'll tell you why I love you.
Happy leap year day thingy, people!
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Date: 2004-03-01 12:33 pm (UTC)But the question is: What sort of job will you have while in college?
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Date: 2004-03-02 12:31 pm (UTC)- you think Bill And Ted is a cool movie
- you let me run riot on your writing with my editor alter-ego
- you appreciate music
- you just called me great and powerful ^_^
- you reply promptly to e-mails and LJ posts!
Rock on ^_^ or words to that effect.
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Date: 2004-03-02 01:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-03 10:36 am (UTC)