A few drinks with my work mates

Friday night

Left the house at 8pm to get the 8.15 train to Formby so that I would have plenty of time to walk out to meet everyone at Milly's bar in the village. I phoned Jen to see if she was walking that way too, and she offered me a lift which was very kind (though her dad, who was our taxi driver for the evening seemed less impressed, particularly when we went to pick up Laura, from her house over on the other side of Formby.)

Jen, Laura and I arrived at Milly's at approx 8.30pm and met Nat and Chris (her boyfriend and former coffee shop worker) who had already ordering drinks. I wasn't sure who to expect when I arrived. Jen had invited me but I presumed that it would be a whole of the Coffee shop type outing, not just us younger ones. Jen told me that she had also invited Chris (currently works with me on a weekend) but he had something else on as had Joe. They missed a good, although fairly quiet night out.







However, I think just about everyone ended up drinking more than they had intended. I found a new beer that I really liked called "Kronenbourg blanc". I had two half pints as well as two Buds - much more than I intended yet I still returned with a fiver in my change from a £10 note! Jen managed to cut her finger without knowing it and had to ask for a tissue from the bar. The bar man was very kind and even got her a plaster. We were all very surprised to see that he had not written his name on the back.



Just before last orders Emma and her new boyfriend arrived so that they could go to Shorrocks with Jen and Laura. I felt quite disappointed not to be going with them, but I had work at 6am in the morning and I still felt conscious that I had gone on Wednesday night and got very drunk.





At 11.15 my mum picked me up as I did not want to travel home on the train all alone. It felt really very nice to be transported home quickly and without any additional cost to myself. She does not come out for me at all usually, but she felt it wasn't safe for me to be traveling without Adam at that time in the night. I must admit that I hate traveling on the trains alone. I always get some idiot who wants to talk to me, or more specifically get my number. One man even came up and asked to shake my hand and offered to buy me a drink! I told him I was going home... to my lovely boyfriend. He left me alone after that.

Saturday

Didn't sleep at all last night. I was too hot and sticky and felt a little worse for wear. I managed to get myself out of bed at 5.15 but had trouble finding my clocking on card, which work up the whole house. When I arrived at work the cleaners had been messing around with our equipment and items were all over the place. I spent a good 15mins clearing up after then.

Brita and Karen arrived at 7am. Laura had said to me previously that she thought Brita and Karen would get on like a house on fire or hate each other instantly. At the moment it appears the latter is true. Karen seems to think that Brita is trying to boss everyone around. Indeed, it appears that she has already made some rather strong comments to other members of staff which have made her unpopular within our little department. For instance, on Saturday (her first shift) she implied to Carol that Laura was a "slacker". This seems a very harsh thing to say on a first day before one can really get to know ones team. Perhaps this briskness (stereotypically German) will be a lovable trait and eventually she will integrate herself into our team once the others have over come their original prejudices. After all, Karen can be a harsh in her own scouse way, and we love her for it. Laura on the other is not as positive about the situation and mainntains that I am lucky to be getting out of the coffee shop before she attempts to take it over.

My day was broken up today quite pleasantly by a review meeting with Carole. It was completely pointless of course as I will be leaving in three weeks. We had a nice little chat about the recent happenings within the coffee shop and lamented over the lack of overtime. She's obviously very angry about the way that the management our treating our department, as if it didn't exist at all some days. She was very frank about the problems within the store as a whole and with individual members of the department. I felt quite pleased to be taken into such confidence as it is a mark of my maturity and trustworthiness that she can tell me such things. She said a great deal of very pleasing things about myself, which made me feel elated, but very sad to be leaving such a nice group of people.

Back downstairs it was mad as usual. It had obviously not helped that I had been away with the boss for just under an hour at lunch time. I spent my last 30mins on hot food cooking eggs and toast and watching the customers to make sure they didn't use their fingers, drop things on the floor etc. Had fun shouting at Karen "Bacon!" "Sausage!" Usually the roles are reversed and it is I who is cooking and she who is shouting the orders.

After work I had a minor disappointment. The Eurocamp letter had not arrived. It looks like they are still processing my application. Perhaps they have decided they don't want me, or perhaps they look at the start dates, gender or some other way or prioritising, which would mean mine would get processed slower than Adam, who had already had his answered. I must admit I feel a little annoyed. Adam just seems to breeze through life, nothing stopping him, whereas everything for me is stressful, or a challenge or more often than not, both. They say they will reply with something within 2 weeks either good or bad, so I guess I will just have to be patient for another week. Either that or they have already replied and Royal Mail has lost their letter...

I think tonight I will walk up to meet Adam and we shall go to the pub for a drink. I find if therapeutic putting on fresh clothes and makeup. It always lifts my spirits. By the time I meet Adam I shall feel myself again and will put thoughts of my frustration to the back of my mind. After all, it's not his fault they have replied to him and not me so, there is absolutely no point having an argument over it. I know that if I go out feeling upset this is what will happen and thats firstly not fair, but will secondly spoil my day and my precious time with him.