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Thursday, March 1, 2007

The Start of Something Big?.... or not.

Today I spent my first day as an official bank teller or "member service consul ant" if you want to be a bit of a wanker. I must say that it was quite a relief to start after 8 interminably dull days of training. We all know that corporate training could be used as a form of torture on David Hicks (maybe it is...), but it just gets worse when you have a fill in trainer who doesn't really know how to do it. If I have to listen to one more person read the entire contents of hand out to me, so help me god, I will not be responsible for what I do. Yes, you heard right, no explaining in her own words, or summarising key point, just reading the entire effing sheet! Over and over and over till you want to burst your own eardrum to shut her up. It was basically a really bad powerpoint presentation stretched over a week and a half.

I am still missing Gra. Three months is rather a long time. Two weeks down, ten to go. I'm going to get all sooky on y'all (hehe, southern speak) now. It is just that much harder because I haven't really had the chance to make friends up here yet. It may have been a tad easier if I had found a permanent job faster or if the people at Darwin High had actually communicated with each other beyond saying hello in the mornings. Ah well, maybe I'll just wear dark glasses and practice being aloof.

I'm also wildly cranky that I missed Bec and Andrew's annual Oscar party. Making bitchy comments about Nicole Kidman's ridiculous freaking bow to Digger just isn't the same. The heathen has no appreciation for fashion. Pigdog. And it doesn't matter how many times I explain the rules to Steffi, she just doesn't understand the Oscars drinking game. Of course the biggest loss is no pajama-clad latecomers. It just doesn't cut it.

I'll just have to win the lottery. That's really the only thing for it. According to the "Rules of Attraction" which the rich and powerful (or 'they') have been keeping secret from us mere plebs for centuries, all I have to do is believe it will happen and it will be attracted to me. Come to me lotto, come to me, you know you want to.....