Well, I've finally done it. I've got myself a job!

I'll be working 20hours a week in a call centre which is within 15 minutes' walking distance from me. I'll be taking orders from a fat people's catalogue, and get to laugh to myself at old ladies looking for bras which could pass for parachutes.

Nice, huh?

Ok, so it's not my ideal job. In other words, it's not French Connection or TopShop. But a job's a job, and it'll do for now.

And it'll cover clothes from French Connection and TopShop for my holidays! Yay!

Yeah, so that's the pressure off of finding a job now. I can go back to spending my days watching crap tv and so on.

In other news, wo people I don't believe I know have just added me to MSN and I am really, really confused.

Not that it takes much.

Wow, they're calling me a slag. Ha, cool. I've never had that before.

They clearly don't know me.

Posted: Thursday 13 April 2006 17:58:55