First on today's agenda: How was everyone's Christmas? And when I say everyone, I mean only one person commented. That was a little embarrasing on my part. Just a little too caught up in everything to stop and realise that everyone would be celebrating Christmas at the time. Sorry about that.
Secondly: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! There are too many things about a working week I need to get used to. I'm waking up at 6:30 on a good day, leaving home an hour later to catch the train in order to get to work at 8:30. Working there is fine, what really winds me up though is when I'm serving someone and I need to check if there's a particular model out the back in storage, and I'm midway across the floor when someone else asks for assistance. And it's not like you can turn them down. They're customers after all. So now I'm juggling two people at once. In different departments. On a weekend. Which means in about 5 minutes the phones are about to go off across the sale floor, their shrill ringtones echoing loudly across the building. Man, that's annoying. With that aside, I'm just making it to my lunch breaks now, since before I was usually serving a customer that would originally take 10 minutes to deal with, but something fell through with the interest free terms and you are now being put on hold while the finance company sorts something out. I hop on the train at around 5:50 in the evening on the way home and check my phone, only to find out that Dad's girlfriend sent you a text in the morning saying that the printer wasn't configured properly. And that they can pick you up when you're finished.
So now you're sitting in a train speeding past Pukerua Bay station and you're busy texting an apology in a moving carraige (making sure that it's 140 characters or less, which is quite hard using predictive), when you've realised that you forgot to call someone in the morning to invite them to a New Year's Eve gathering. Trying hard to keep your eyes open, you get back home and you're exhausted, wanting to just go straight to sleep. Not the case.
What about setting the table, having dinner, ironing tomorrows shirt, making the phone call, checking your mail, and so on? Oh right. Midway through the second task you've blown up in front of the family seated at the table about not having any time to rest at all, and getting told off for not fixing the printer properly. Meanwhile you have a visting relative trying to spin a joke off of everything you say, trying to lighten the mood and ease the tension. So now you've done the first two on the list, and are now working on fixing the printer through tired eyes, a headache and sore throat, before grizzling at yourself (not your Dad) because you forgot to iron your shirt and someone's just reminded you. It's now 10:30 and you can't do anything else so you go back to sleep.
Next day: same morning routine, the working day is a lot more relaxed this time round, and your mood is back to normal. It's only in the evening when you need to transfer a Publisher publication about 10 minutes before you need to go to bed when chaos starts. You've been asked why the laptop is charging in the office for the third time (becuase the printer is in there!), why you need the laptop (I'm printing a document from the other computer and the printer isn't connected to it yet!), if you're working on a particular day (for the dozenth time, YES!). You've made the call, but they're at someone else's house so you leave a message. Forgot to mention the deep discussion about doing chores at home, even though I'm coming home much later, vaccuuming, ironing another shirt, and getting whined at by the cat becuase she's 'hungry'.
Then to add a cherry on top, Dad announces that he's leaving home an hour earlier tomorrow. Now that line there is enough to get me starting speaking in furious, high-pitched tones. We'll leave it there for now. I've probably missed something along the way, but it's probably best if I don't revisit this again. I just needed a way to get this down.
In other news: It's a new decade in about 24 hours! Who'd have thought? Our family's having a bonfire (weather and moods permitting). It'll be nice, not just the bonfire, but looking back at the past 10 years. I'll try and squeeze in a post tomorrow evening, if I'm not busy. But in the meantime I'll leave the post for now for you to read this. See you next time!
The Final Section
What I've Stumbled Upon: Here's an interesting web experiment; take some balls bouncing around lines that you draw with your mouse, add sounds, and what do you get? This.
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