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There's a storm in my teacup!

Well, in my dollar store mug.

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Work hard, play hard?
Ickle Cute Thing
Work's going great.

At least last night was fairly good at work. The manager had picked up a headache so fell asleep in the shop. On the floor. So I'm serving people with a body lying on the floor next to me, and trying to explain to customers "Oh, it's just the manager, he needs a wee nap."

Talking to him today he seems happy with my working, and he really wants me in as much as I can, once I'm all trained up. This is a very good thing, because this means constant, (moderately) enjoyable work.

I could be paid better, but money's not really worrying me right now. Worrying the parents, but not me.

Also, Jess may be down to visit next Thursday if she arranges tickets. This pleases me, I'm sure things will be fun.