this is why i wanted the job so badly: my boss promises a meeting where we can sit down and plan how i'm going to make my next grand move towards world domination, he is giving me mountains of work to do and last but not least, he is rude to me. only yesterday he was on the phone to someone at another branch moaning about how i never made him coffee and he wished he hadn't employed me.
so much stuff is going on at this place i love it!!
and tomorrow i get to go to jj's party!! woo hooo. i will presume a bottle of something is an acceptable entrance fee unless i hear otherwise...
My improbable alliance with a Canadian (all the way from Canadia) professor of film who I met online, code name double vision, has just left after spending the weekend with us.
He was very polite about the dog, the mess, the rowdy dinner guests and my off kilter family! I hope he enjoyed himself even half as much as we enjoyed having him. It's not often you can walk in the pouring rain having a conversation about uncannily omniscient cats.
What an all round nice chap. He even went so far as to get British Citizenship last time he was here just so he could fit in. Slowly but surely he's learning how to be English. Under the careful tutelage of Esther and myself he can now passably scorn the Welsh.