Stubble on the soap

Been to work, come back, flaked out, damned thirsty...

So, more on the freaky lesbian... Jo dislikes her... thinks she's a cheeky cow, which she is, and Liz, the manager was muttering about having to let her go. I think she's less than impressed with chickie's aparrent assumption that food whenever you feel like it is a perk of the job.
Uhh, not quite... breakfast is a perk if you get there early enough and Liz and Klaus haven't had theirs yet, in which case you are welcome to have some too, but fancying a bacon sarnie at half 11 is not exactly the same thing.
So yes... I fear freaky chickie may be getting the boot which is good for me cause it means I get more work which means more hours which means more money.
I'm not seeing a downside.
It's one of those things, y'know... she's fast making the rooms up, I mean REALLY fast, and as far as I can tell she's pretty good at it. On the other hand she's cheeky, irritating and just plain weird, and I think pretty much everyone hates her.
Also she's effin useless at telling which pillows and sheets go in which room. I mean it ain't that hard cause they're all different colours and as soon as you can pin a number to their geographic location you're well away. Pink in 1, floral in 2, blue flowers in 3, blue stripes in 4... it's not that freaking HARD... and if you're really stuck just get out identical sheets to the ones that you just took off the bed.

Heh, on the entertaining side, I get to wear a comedy blue tabbard with "Charnwood Lodge" embroidered on the front, so we actually LOOk like staff now as opposed to just random people trolling round the rooms.

Had Liz inspecting my rooms instead of Joanne, which was scary. I think I did ok. One or two little bits and bobs, but on the whole, not too bad. Joanne just notices the big things that are awry, like soap left in the shower or what not... Liz can spot a loose hair from 10' away, it's disconcerting.
Oh and just an idle comment really. You notice these things when you clean out 9 bathrooms a day. People who shave assorted body parts in hotel showers... no matter how well you think you rinsed out that stall, we can tell... we can SO tell... You get an eye for the stray hairs and I can assure you that not all of 'em came off someone's legs.

That savoury thought aside, I need to go shopping. I need new underwear.
I really hate shopping for underwear... wonder how much I can prevarocate before actually having to go out and do something useful? Probably not long though, cause the stupid wire in this bra keeps trying to escape and I hate that even more than the shopping.
Blah...

But first... a drink. LT be thirsty still.

There's a 1.5 Kilo limit on this thing now...?

Oh lord alive, I have a couple of painfully heavy boxes to pack off this next week or so. I was hoping to get some more christmas shopping done but I think most of this week's money will be spent on postage unless I can persuade the parental unit to assist...
Actually half of this weight is her fault. She got carried away when shopping for one or two people and I had to forcibly restrain her from adding any more seasonal stuff to the groceries cause she forgets that I'm the one who has to post the buggering things. >.<

I should really phone Charlie... see when she's next in the city cause we both have to get Rachie presents before she comes down and I have to find something for Eek too so I can get the rest of this trans-atlantic stuff off as soon as possible.
I may have to save a little less and spend a little more over the next few weeks. Especially seeing as work has been pretty slow so I don't have as many hours.
Only did 3 and a half hours today cause I only had 4 rooms to do... if it's that slow again tomorrow I'll be getting pretty much bugger all this week.


I need to find a box for Dekie's stuff too while I'm about it. I cannot find one the right size to fit part of her gift. They're all too narrow or too short. It's most annoying, and it won't fit unless I take it out of the box which would be a big shame cause the box is kinda' cute.


Eh... I'm rambling because I'm bored.
I should go do something else... I have a big urge for *insert random brand* cola... Ah, that glorious caffine sugar combo...

TV night

Just found they were showing The Game on C4... forgotten how much I liked that film. All double and tripple crossing and twisty stuff and then a cool ending that ties up everything so nicely...
Yup... I like that film.

Then in the commercial break they showed that Lacoste cologne advert with the naked guy... :p MUWAHAHAH!
And I refuse to bow to Charlie's assertion that he's icky, cause there are many less pleasant asses they could have splashed across the screen. It's really quite a nice ass as far as asses go.
Better than Bernard Manning blobbing around in his underpants on BBC2 anyway. *barfs*