it started with a sobbing and cranky wee girl, who i couldnt deal with in any helpful way, just tried to limit the damage and then
the boss decided to do a cleanliness audit on my room today, just when i had last been packing liquorice which has a habit of spontaneously reproducing. i had thought i had done a good clean up. no, i had done a good clean but there were a few remaining smudges. liquorice is like that. clean, clean, clean and still you will find more......
there were a couple of other things he pointed out and he seemed generally ok but i wished it was better. to make matters worse someone else had used my stuff, told me they would clean up and didnt. that part was a true embarassment.
timing is all in life
my cringe worthy day got worse when i had "the apprentice" quoted at me. the trumpster is some businessman but i dont really think spectacular is the adjective to apply to my work and i wonder if they really know what they ask for when suggesting spectacular?
the part that churns my gut every single day though, is the forced jollity of the countdown to Christmas on the noticeboard. it's a business. it's there to make money. i dont know why we also have to pretend to have fun
but not too much fun........
*the cynic wanders off grumbling*