I wish lorries would stop breaking down on the M25. I thought it was just bad luck yesterday, but oh no. There was another traffic stopping lorry incident today. There’s never any evidence of these lorries when you do get moving. They’re an unexplained phenomena – like Pete Burns.
I’m averaging an hour late a day by the time I get to my desk and I refuse to leave home earlier than 7.30. It’s a 9.30 start and two hours is more than enough to be travelling either end of the working day. I’ve gone from 5 minutes walk to work, to two hours every which way but cruise.
Moaning aside, the work is nice and so are the people. It doesn’t seem that busy though. I’m wondering if I might be surplus to requirements but am doing my best to pretend otherwise.
I tried the canteen at lunchtime. It was amazing. Like a top notch restaurant with too much choice. I had fish & chips for £2.50. You could get seriously fat if you worked here full time.
The library called me today to ask if I’m available next week to cover someone’s holiday. I said yes immediately and thanked god for quiet offices, short journeys and parking spaces.
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