These last two weeks seem to have blended into each other for me, I feel like I’m in a weird movie montage where there’s just loads of little chopped up clips of my life, and at the end there’s just a shot of me collapsing on a bed.
Last week I went to the dentist, to get a full checkup and x ray of my arsehole of a wisdom tooth that started growing through, which turns out is slightly impacted, so if I happen to start getting infections, it will have to come out. Sick.
While I was there I also had to get a filling, which cost me FIFTY THREE POUNDS. On the same day as my brothers 16th birthday, who literally minutes before the appointment, I had stuffed a load of cash into his card. This left me poor for the remainder of the week.
Look after your teeth kids, shits expensive. And painful. V painful.
The rest of the week, I was lucky enough to get in a bit of visual training as a few of them were off work, which I won’t lie, I had no fucking clue what I was doing as it had been so long, and the first day I was slower than a snail at everything, but I learned how to dress and style mannequins, and folded a tables that took me HOURS that was later destroyed by evil people who want to watch the world burn.
SERIOUSLY THERE’S SIZE TAPE FOR A REASON GUYS.
Why cant people just neatly lift the pile for the size they need and then put it back? *sobs* WHY?!
Also, lifting and dressing 9 adult sized mannequins? IT HURTS. The day after I woke up and felt like I’d fallen down at least 45 flights of stairs.
Valentines day, Marek made dinner, and I followed up with some “Valentines Sundaes” which was essentially some good ol’ Haagen Dazs, strawberry cheesecake flavoured, with some whipped cream and strawberry sauce. And not to brag, but daaamn it was good.
The rest of the week I went back to shifts ending at 7/7:30pm and on my sixth day in a row at work yesterday, I honestly don’t know how I made it through the day without killing someone or crying tbh.
Anyone wants me? I’ll be in my bed for the rest of the weekend making no noise and pretending I don’t exist.
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