My pootine is all outta whack.
Got my new job, pretty happy with things at the moment. Not entirely sure how to word things, like semi formal email kinda stuff, but I'll get there. I think if I just have examples of everything then life will be sweet.
So. Yep. I might blog properly tomorrow. On my day off. Day one of two. Because I get weekends off now. THE WHOLE WEEKEND. AND PUBLIC HOLIDAYS.
Okay. Running away. Working. I am working.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
A slightly greener pasture
As of Monday, I start my new job. Officially.
The pay isn't much to rave about, certainly less than was speculated by my former manager. But that doesn't surprise me. If I've learnt anything about him over the past few years, it's that he likes to embellish the truth - whether it's purposeful or not, I'm not really sure, it seems like a thing that just happens. But really, the pay actually isn't everything, because at the end of the day, I don't have to spend my time being abused by ignorant assholes on the phone, and the seeds will be sown for greener pastures. Because they're going to give me heaps of opportunities to train. Which is what I need really. Because I don't really have any real qualifications.
I'm quite curious to see what will happen with the casual flirting. Because certainly it will die down, he isn't going to be able to walk around the corner and casually grope my ass, or make puppy dog eyes at me when he wants to see my panties. But will it stop altogether? I don't foresee him making any real effort to continue things outside of the workplace, because I still firmly believe that he's scared of fucking. Oral sex is okay, but penetration...gosh. And you know what? I've been starting to find it's lost it's lustre anyway. Because while it's still kinda hot, I'm getting a good and proper fucking every weekend(apart from this one which is making me VERY sad), and I'm just not gagging for it any more. Because I'm actually rather content. Which is FUCKING AWESOME. So in conclusion, I guess I don't really care, because I'm pretty happy anyway, and I no longer have to jump through hoops to get sexual gratification.
YEAH! General life improvement.
I'm still kind of freaked out they'll realise I don't know how to do anything. Because it seems to be a very real thing. But ah well.
Anyway, it's sunny outside! And I'm not at work! So I'm going to shower and enjoy it, before winter truly sets in and I don't get to wear a short skirt without tights until November(who am I kidding, I'll still do it sometimes).
The pay isn't much to rave about, certainly less than was speculated by my former manager. But that doesn't surprise me. If I've learnt anything about him over the past few years, it's that he likes to embellish the truth - whether it's purposeful or not, I'm not really sure, it seems like a thing that just happens. But really, the pay actually isn't everything, because at the end of the day, I don't have to spend my time being abused by ignorant assholes on the phone, and the seeds will be sown for greener pastures. Because they're going to give me heaps of opportunities to train. Which is what I need really. Because I don't really have any real qualifications.
I'm quite curious to see what will happen with the casual flirting. Because certainly it will die down, he isn't going to be able to walk around the corner and casually grope my ass, or make puppy dog eyes at me when he wants to see my panties. But will it stop altogether? I don't foresee him making any real effort to continue things outside of the workplace, because I still firmly believe that he's scared of fucking. Oral sex is okay, but penetration...gosh. And you know what? I've been starting to find it's lost it's lustre anyway. Because while it's still kinda hot, I'm getting a good and proper fucking every weekend(apart from this one which is making me VERY sad), and I'm just not gagging for it any more. Because I'm actually rather content. Which is FUCKING AWESOME. So in conclusion, I guess I don't really care, because I'm pretty happy anyway, and I no longer have to jump through hoops to get sexual gratification.
YEAH! General life improvement.
I'm still kind of freaked out they'll realise I don't know how to do anything. Because it seems to be a very real thing. But ah well.
Anyway, it's sunny outside! And I'm not at work! So I'm going to shower and enjoy it, before winter truly sets in and I don't get to wear a short skirt without tights until November(who am I kidding, I'll still do it sometimes).
Friday, March 2, 2012
A good week
So. This week has been pretty good.
It started with being told to send my CV through to my new potential boss so she could check it before she sent it off.
And then, my mum got engaged, which is pretty cool.
I got to hang out with some people I'd been a bit distant from, and it was nice.
I got told that I was the only person who applied for the job I was going for, and so therefore, unless I have a complete spaz, the interview is only a formality, and I have it. And I'll be starting in the next couple of weeks. This is exciting. Something new. Awesome times.
I got exciting mail. A MASSIVE box of condoms. XL Shields in fact. They're a whole 4mm bigger than your standard durex. And, I got clothes. I own a tiger t-shirt again, which is very exciting. And wetlook. And a very practical for work dress which can become cleavage-tastic.
Tomorrow, I'm going to make this http://sweettwistoffate.blogspot.co.nz/2011/05/no-flour-no-problem-craggy-chocolate.html And then put raspberries in it. Fuck yeah! I'm going to have to improvise slightly in terms of utensils. It will work.
I think I'm subconsciously trying to prove myself to be sweet sweet girlfriend material. But you know what? I am.
I also get to get laid tomorrow. Which is always awesome. I'm loving the consistent, awesome sex. And so regular. Once a week! Oooh la la!
And I'm wearing motherfucking moustache earrings. Fuck yes!
It started with being told to send my CV through to my new potential boss so she could check it before she sent it off.
And then, my mum got engaged, which is pretty cool.
I got to hang out with some people I'd been a bit distant from, and it was nice.
I got told that I was the only person who applied for the job I was going for, and so therefore, unless I have a complete spaz, the interview is only a formality, and I have it. And I'll be starting in the next couple of weeks. This is exciting. Something new. Awesome times.
I got exciting mail. A MASSIVE box of condoms. XL Shields in fact. They're a whole 4mm bigger than your standard durex. And, I got clothes. I own a tiger t-shirt again, which is very exciting. And wetlook. And a very practical for work dress which can become cleavage-tastic.
Tomorrow, I'm going to make this http://sweettwistoffate.blogspot.co.nz/2011/05/no-flour-no-problem-craggy-chocolate.html And then put raspberries in it. Fuck yeah! I'm going to have to improvise slightly in terms of utensils. It will work.
I think I'm subconsciously trying to prove myself to be sweet sweet girlfriend material. But you know what? I am.
I also get to get laid tomorrow. Which is always awesome. I'm loving the consistent, awesome sex. And so regular. Once a week! Oooh la la!
And I'm wearing motherfucking moustache earrings. Fuck yes!
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