Work is going quite well right now. I’m actually enjoying it, and caring about it even if I am really tired all the time. I think i’m starting to scare my boss a little, either that or the bloke before me, Ryan, wasn’t very good. This is of course baised on nothing but the little things she says like:
[after i said i had so many Is and so many Ms] ‘Oh, look at that, she’s done Is and I never had to ask!’
[the first time i finished a batch on my own] ‘you done allready? what’s that, a day it’s taken you?’
[when i presented her with a list of stuff i'd run out of] ‘you’re being very efficent aeren’t you?’
It’s nice to feel like i’m working well. the only bad thing really is that i think all thevrepetitiveness is making my wrists not work very well, and my arm hurt when i lift very heavy things. maybe i’ll get lexy to look when i go up there for his birthday [not that i have a clue what to get him...]
☮&♥
