Good morning, Michael12 and all of you!
Sorry, this is a long one. I find when I'm overtly tired and exhausted, when it's like I'm in another dimension, confused and muddled, eyes are open but brain is asleep, I type a lot more than normal!
I had a terrible time at work last night. A co-worker was in such a foul mood that she actually scared me. In the 7 or so months she's been here, she's never been known for being a nice person at the best of times, and can be exceptionally moody. She's only in her mid-20s, so I dread to think what she'll be like if menopause ever hits her! Not just the occasional foul mood, such as a rough, heavy period, but every time she's on duty, and she's like it off duty too. I've seen her in shops, stomping around and being awkward with staff and customers.
The atmosphere in the staff areas was electric again, with her erratic moods, and I actually felt quite frightened. This 6'2, slim but well-built 60-year-old woman is scared of a skinny 4'10 woman in her 20s! I've spoken to management about her, quietly and respectfully, without criticism, etc., just explaining the situation, but there's never been anything done! And it's not just me, there are other staff, male and female, who are scared of her too! We don't know what is going on in her head; maybe she has some type of mental health issues, but we really don't need her attitude and a shoulder-shrugging management team!
Thankfully, I'm doing my last shift in the final week of December and moving 92 miles away to Whitby in January, so I won't have to see her ever again!
SO this morning, just after 7, I was in the Co-Op, looking and feeling like an ancient Medieval troll that had just been sacrificed to the thunder gods, crumpled clothes and hair not right, bags under my puffy watery eyes were more like tree trunks, trying to find something for tonight's dinner, nothing jumped out at me, just boring tasteless pap, then as I plonked 2 cartons of Alpro milk and 2 of Alpro Nutty Almond milk in the basket I passed the cheese section, and there, sat on the shelf behind the slidey door was a 550g pack of Cathedral City Cheese, Mature!
I just HAD to have it, £6.35 well spent! It's THE greatest cheese of all time as far as I'm concerned, so I grabbed a tin of spaghetti and a tin of peas and will cut a couple of slices off and cube them, then put them on the spaghetti/peas when the microwave has finished nuking them and cover it in mayo, washed down with a can of Vimto Energy, while reading The Bigfoot Book: The Encyclopedia of Sasquatch, Yeti and Cryptid Primates (The Real Unexplained! Collection) by Nick Redfern!
I'm absolutely fascinated by our Bigfoot friends, and apparently, they don't like yellow light bulbs. I don't know if it's just a general dislike, individually or as a whole, or if it's to do with their eyes that can't process it properly. YouTube's John Allen/MrBallen and Josh Nanocchio/What Lurks Beneath do some brilliant real-life story videos of them!
Thank you to all of you for your bravery in letting me waffle on!
It's 10:47 am and I'm off to bed with a glass of Glenfiddich and a well-needed kip!
