Last Wednesday was uneventful. Thursday I was down the spoons but no wine. Friday was my dad's leaving do but I went to Bella Italia with mum for a meal first. Had a nice chicken with peri peri sauce and shared some garlic bread with was not as nice as normal. The night was very bittersweet and I really feel for my dad. His work colleague wrote a poem for him and it was interesting getting to speak to them. However one has not left me alone on facebook. Was very drunk and woke up next morning fully dressed, scarf and all the next morning. Felt very ill all of Saturday, perked up a bit by the evening which was good as I met Liz to go to hers for birthday drinks. Some of her friends joined later and feeling really bad as I fancy the guy who is only 17. Had pizza which was not so nice as it was very greasy and had no crusts.
Had work on Sunday and they put Lucy and me in Mcgregors. Had a slight fall out with one of the supervisors there as I did not realise at the time her was a supervisor. Had far less people to serve but had to do other things and well there were a lot more managers in that area. Was sent home early which I did not like.
On Monday I had to move desks again as Chris was back, overall it was a very tiring day. Today I went to Manchester for a recruitment morning. Totally fucked up. Presentations have never been my strong point. Shame as I would have actually liked this job, plus I desperately need a job in Manchester. Now just waiting for the phone call to say they will not be inviting me to an interview.
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