Store Room Loneliness.

Had an English exam this morning, which I think I did alright on. I'd rather not get all confidant and cocky, because it'll just end badly. "I fockin' NAILED it!" Result: E. You see?

Really long shift at work today, 1-8. I spent about 4 of those hours out in the stock room, pricing all the stuff we had in there. My god that was dull. Iain allowed me to listen to the radio through teh interwebz, but the sound from the computer was nothing short of atrocious. Also, Split Infinity Radio wouldn't work (it never does on other computers), so I had to live with Radio 1. Listened 'live' for a bit; Greg James had Katy Perry in. Eventually, I gave up on that, and went for the Rock Show with Danny P Carter. The first song played? 'Crystal Clear' by Young Guns. This made me happy, and also made me realise that the Rock Shows likes opening with YG songs... But then the music went ROARROARTMETAL! so I switched to Zane Lowe. I do love that Kiwi, but as I got further into the stock room, he faded in obscurity :(

With an hour an a half left of my shift, I was relieved of stock pricing duty, mostly because Luke and Tracey had finished their days, the rotters. I was told that Iain hadn't got any sales at all, and that I was to get in there first. I sold 4 pairs, compared to Iain's 1. Not bad for an hour and a half, no? Considering Iain is the manager, too...
I could've made 5 pairs, but one customer couldn't make up their mind. They had their daughter with them, and I recognised her from my tutor. It was actually really nice to see her, and we had a nice brief chat. Her mum was all "I dunno, I think I'll sleep on it... When're you next working?" She said that she wasn't coming back unless I was there. I was flattered, it has to be said. At least it's one sale definitely in the bag.

Mo

Opening Day

So, the store opened today :D Had to get there for 9, so I met up with Luke and we walked over to the outlet. Joy for hardly any buses on Sundays -_- Still, we met Tracey en route; anyone would think we'd planned it. We didn't, it just worked out well.

So we got the store, and was given a lecture on how we should perform blah blah blah and then the store opened. I wasn't due to start work until 12, so I had 2 hours to kill. I couldn't even go home thanks to the awkward buses. Luckily, I'd taken a Top Gear mag with me, so that killed some time. The mint ice cream I bought helped too :D

So 12 o'clock came, and it was my time to shine :D I very very very nearly sold a pair of Shape Up's (a 'stylish' fitness shoe that apparently promotes better health), but then I was reminded they weren't included in our BOGOHP deal. I'll leave that to you to work out. Obviously, I had to relay it back to the customer, and they were all "Oh. Well you've just lost a sale.", stuffed the box back into my hands and stormed out. Bloody people.
However, I did not let this mar my experience. I soldiered on, and by the end of my shift at 4, I'd managed to sell 6 or 7 pairs (I can't remember). Not bad, IMHO.

But yes, that be the summing up of a successful opening day, brought to you by Skechers, Swindon. You should pop round one day, see what we got ;D

Mo

Whew.

It's been a long long week. The other day, I didn't finish work until 11pm. I'd started at 9am. Christ. At least we got Domino's Pizza out of it :D

But after this long week of blood (the boxes have made a mess of my knuckles), sweat and other bodily fluids, Skechers is ready to open tomorrow :D The downside is that I have to be up to get there for 9. On a Sunday. With no buses. Yay for early morning walks... But Luke said he'd meet me, since he lives just up the road. At least I won't be alone.

We desperately needed a change of choons at work the other day, so I grabbed the first CDs I could before leaving the house. They were Kerrang CDs. They were alright, until bands like Machine Head, Gallows and Job For A Cowboy came on. Everyone hated them, including me. So I took more socially acceptable ones today, including (wait for it) Now 53. Yes, Now 53, that is how old school I'm not. I might just donate that to the store...

Gosh, I've spoken far too much about work recently. But it seems I've been living there with overnight stays at my house. Hopefully that'll change...

Mo

Hectic

My my my, what a bloody busy week this has been. Let me break it down for you:

Monday:
Went to my new and first job (congratulate me later ;D) to help get the initial delivery in. Went in at 8, got out just after 9.

Tuesday:
2 and a half hour Media exam in the morning, followed by chasing Nigel, followed by MORE work. We sorted through the first delivery, putting them on shelves and what not AND then got the second delivery in; I was in there from 1 til 9. I'm so glad I'm getting paid for this week.

Wednesday:
Day off from work, but that was due to a 2 hour Communication exam I had this afternoon. I failed.

So yeah, that's this week so far. Back into work tomorrow at 9 to do, well, more of Tuesday's work, I'm assuming. Don't have to get another delivery in though, so I'll have some time to myself. This, I like.

Mo

Enough is Enough

Too many times I've let this fall into disuse; I can imagine that if this blog were a building, it would look as decrepit as the ruins of a North Wales castle. And that isn't a good look.

I know I the number of readers I'll have is zilch, but hopefully, when I blow the dust of this ol' thing and start using it properly, that number will slowly build. That'd be nice :)

Here's to a fresh start.
Mo

A Week Later...

Yeah, not going well, is it?

Sorry guys, I just haven't really had the enthusiasm for this =/ I will do this, honest.

I replaced my old trainers yesterday. About bloody time, tee bee aitch. Wanna see what with? Thought you would :D

How lush are they!? Only cost me £30 too :D I love them too much already.

Not much else to report on this frankly quite boring Sunday, so until next time :D

Mo

The Joys of Adulthood

Oh, wow. Remember way back in early January when I said I was gonna keep up with this? No, neither do I.

But what better day to restart it than on my 18th! That's right, motherbitches! As of today, I'm legal to do anything I damn well want! Well, until I get ID...

So, what have I done on this milestone of a day? Not much, to be honest with you. I had college, and nothing much happened there. I met up with Kayleigh beforehand, and she gave me a slab of Thornton's chocolate (HOH!). We got all excited about Young Guns on the 7th May, despite their appalling choice of venue (The Furnace aka A shithole), and probably did some "Jonny G..." scenarios.
In Blue Banana, I tried a Black Parade jacket on, and Kayleigh hated it. She slagged it off completely, and some complete stranger found it too funny. We made his day, tbqh. And then we made Swin City dude's day, by Kayleigh shoving a can of Mountain Dew in my bag whilst I was dithering. He loved it.

After college, Kayleigh and I trekked to the Outlet because we had cravings for KFC. It was lush, ta. And then we trundled to Claires, where Kayleigh bought herself a fantastic pair of translucent blue wayfarers. They are the epitome of spectacular.

My birthday cake was marvelous. Made by one of Mum's work colleagues, it was a VW Beetle-esque shape, minus the rear windscreen (I know, major design flaw) with 'MARTYN18' on the registration plates. But this is all overshadowed by the colour of the icing: BRITISH. RACING. GREEN. I was in love. I'm still in awe as to how she got that exact colour. I got a fantastic suit jacket, that Adolf-turned-Gok proceeded to give me fashion advice on :S Liz bought me a Cyanide & Happiness book, and Adolf said he knew what C&H was. And that he liked it. Oh dear. Still, I love it, and so should you. You slags.

Mo