I'm tired. I should be more excited of the con, but I sense I'm actually excited that it'll happen so I know all the planning has worked out. I like being clinical when I plan; "Hope for the best, plan for the worst" is a motto of mine. Things with Jess' route to and from the event are still up in the air due to ridiculous prices which I neither hoped for nor planned for. Months after we used to pay £19 for return tickets, Jess is being informed a single train ticket to Leicester from London will cost nearly double that, and she needs to travel for less than that.
I've been bored all day. I wrote an email after something caused me to react enough to do so. I'm not sure if that was a clever thing to do, but it's happened. I can't go back on what I did.
I aim to sit here for as much of the four hours as is possible. It's not productive but today I have no desire to be here, due to a mixture of the tiredness, boredom and annoyance. The circumstance that annoys me involves the lack of an alarm system being put in the shop around a month after what happened regarding the robbery at the shop, and weeks after we have a safety deposit box installed to keep the money safe.
If I find the manager or the shop owner are not arriving tonight I will shut up ten minutes early. Double standards to state I don't feel like working, yet slate my superiors for not caring? Perhaps. However, one incident has occured before the other and I'm just reacting as I deem necessary.
