Well, school is over for another 2 weeks, as of this Tuesday, and to be frank, I really didn’t find the end of term as exciting as usual. It’s probably got something to do with the fact that I’m almost constantly tired thanks to a combination of A’-levels, holding up a job, and seeing Caley as well. The worst thing is that I tend to peak during the late evening, so I end up not going to bed until after midnight most nights. This is a pretty bad idea, considering how tired I am the next day, and am confined to one lie-in a week.

Today and yesterday I went into work to earn some money for doing not a lot. Yesterday saw a total of about 15 customers come into the shop, and only to buy things such as lightbulbs and SCART cables. This means we’re hardly making any money at all, especially compared to last year as my boss would have me believe. Today, the shop was comparable to the Mary Celeste (not the fit one from Girls Aloud as my boss would have me believe). To quote the man himself:

“I wouldn’t mind playing hide the sausage with all of them.”

In fact, the shop was so empty today that we ended up completely re-organising the stock in the white goods department (dishwashers, washing machines, fridges and so forth) - the only people who came in were those coming to collect stuff that we’d fixed previously, and then me and Paul watched The 12 Babes of Christmas on VH1, which was pretty entertaining. All in all, I think the most productive thing I did was draw a christmas pudding on the service whiteboard, and buy a pie from next door. At least they were doing some business, I had to wait a good 5 minutes for that pie, which turned out to be absolutely fantastic.

So, at the moment my life is a big bore. And, I’ll be going into work tomorrow. And Saturday, which is Christmas Eve! Still, by 4pm on Saturday I will have at least £160 in my wallet, so it can’t be a bad thing. Tomorrow I can look forward to such joys as vacuuming, dusting, and copying a wedding video onto DVD for some desperate bloke whose DVD recorder is fucked.

At least I get to see Caley tomorrow and get my present! However, apparently we may be going out to dinner with her mum and mum’s Niel, so I’m a bit nervous about that. I guess I’ll have to turn on the old charm which I don’t have, and smarten up my appearance which today got me mistaken for a chick (I shoulda hit that guy).

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