Worked at Oxfam for the morning as usual; but this time I actually got to price some books! It had been decided that I knew more about computers than any of the rest of the people working there (scarily, this is quite probably true) so I was told to do the best I could with the ever-growing mountain of computing books. These ranged from a 1978 book of games for the microcomputer, to a 2003 book on C#. In the end I texted
Friday (p.m.):
Got my Christmas shopping more or less finished in the afternoon; then worked at the Carlton in the evening. It was pretty quiet for a Friday night, but apparently this is the calm before the Christmas storm. I got my first tip (even if it was only 60p's worth of 'keep the change'), and my first Creepy Bloke chatting me up and making paper roses for me out of napkins. Icky tacky creepy beardy NO NO NO! Hint: don't try to chat up barmaids while they're trying to ring up a round consisting of about 10 different things on the till.
Saturday:
Karate grading, and Christmas meal (see previous post). Didn't get back from London till about 1 a.m.
Sunday:
Spent the day aching a lot, pottering around the house tidying, and counting the hours till the evening when
Monday:
I'd taken the day off work, so was able to spend the whole day with
Today: