I am no slave

The day started normally enough and the journey to work was more pleasant than usual because instead of safety boots I chose to wear Sketchers and my gel infused insoles. Finally put together a playlist on my phone too, mostly Iron Maiden, Metallica, Black Sabbath and Eurovision entries.

The work itself was basic and the day was moving swiftly, it was just variations of filling up shelves. The only moment that brought me down was when the deputy manager implied I was either dense, lazy or both. For some reason she thought I had been attempting to lift a pallet using a pump life for 5 minutes when in reality it had only been about 5 seconds. I stood my ground and explained this to her but she just said that I need to work on how I speak to people as multiple supervisors have complained about me (lies, it’s just that one white woman). Not sure if I made it clear but I dislike this person, she’s condescending and pronounces my name incorrectly. Doesn’t help that she tried persuading me not to seek out the first aid kit for a cut on my finger (it was bleeding).

As usual, I had several nice little interactions with the rest of my fellow employees, they’re just so minor and numerous to list. The standout was telling the quirky older guy that I was going to see Rocky Horror in January, he advised me to dress up or at least stake out the place a week before to see if others do that. There was also a paki female who watches anime, I called her taste cancer, suggested she read “One Piece” instead of watching it and to check out JoJo, nothing more came of it despite me wanting to talk to her a little more.

The afternoon started fine, more shelf stacking, talked to some new people, I felt like I was doing my job well but then around 45 minutes before the end of my shift I asked my manager for my shift pattern next week. He let me know I’d next be in in tomorrow, standard 10 hour shift, I was taken aback by this, back during our induction he said that I wouldn’t be working Friday/Sunday this week, he didn’t respond when I brought this up but when I mentioned the 48 hour weekly working limit set out by the EU, he just said that I was wrong. The conversation then turned to me not wanting to work 60 hours in a week, he recalled that during my interview I stated I wanted to work as many hours as possible but I instantly retorted with common sense, NO ONE wants to work 50+ hours a week but according to him there are people here who do. The jerk then suggested reducing my hours to 20 (as contracted), I happily agreed. He then proceeded to pretend to look over the book with the rota and then announced that I was next in tomorrow, on a 10 hour shift, as before. Before I walked off he repeated what was said earlier about me needing to watch how I speak to people, he used the exact same word even noting there had been multiple complaints about me.

I was just done, the level of disrespect was unbearable so I grabbed my jacket and left. Accepting being forced to work 60 hour over a week would mean that I discarded my humanity and accepted the role of a slave or animal. Even disregarding that, considering the antagonistic relationships I had with my manager and deputy manager, I would either be forced out eventually or live in misery. At least now I have a win, they were understaffed to begin with and now they’re even further handicapped. On my way out I spoke to a few people who could see how upset I was, I couldn’t talk much as I was holding back tears so my explanation of events was muddled and confused. The first few people to speak to me were two women and a guy from another store who were helping out. When I physically left the store a couple of guys who I had several pleasant interactions with asked me what was up, they were sorry to see me leave, shook my hand and I let them know I enjoyed working with them but it was what it was, there are other jobs out there.

Immediately I felt regret for not making a scene and announcing that I quit in the middle of the store. Another idea was seeing my shift out to the end, there were only 30 minutes left, then tomorrow calling in sick. Anyway, it’s done now and it was the correct decision, it was a toxic situation where I was being taken advantage of.

At home I played “Batman: Arkham Origins”. Quirky guy asked an awkward question over PSN messenger, he queried which office I work out of.

Not concerned about my new situation, I can do better, I deserve better.

Restraint

Today was a precious day off work, it began by me sleeping later than usual, that mean getting out of bed just before it turned 10pm, I would have slept longer but I had plans. After breakfast, my PS3 (Slim) console had arrived, I soon set it up though it took a bit of fidgeting to get it connecting to the internet and to a PS4 controller. The first game I chose to play was “Batman: Arkham Origins”, it’s safe and familiar and once completed I can say I played through all the games in the series. One thing that took me by surprise was the drop in quality between the graphics of the PS3 compared to the PS4.

Replied to quirky guy, it was a pathetic bare bones reply, don’t know why I didn’t include more.

At 1pm I showered and headed out to my laser appointment, my final one, face and hands/arms. I lied to the technician about living in Leeds now, said I was just visiting and had plans later with friends, she must have known I was lying, even suggested our plans involved a meal and drinks. There was limited pain and I felt the technician was thorough, she seemed to care about providing me with the best service possible. It’s appreciated. Quickly left after hearing her pitch for more sessions in the future.

There was a distressing sight on my way back, a guy from the call centre I worked was sitting in a restaurant, he was visible through the window, he wasn’t looking at me but it’s possible he saw me first and then looked away. Hope he doesn’t mention me to anyone, it’ll raise questions about my current status. The guy was one of enemies, he looked miserable, so there’s the upside to the almost-encounter.

When I went out I wore my hair in a ponytail, this is the new normal for me, it’s just so much more convenient and it looks smarter. My mum disagrees though, yesterday she called me a freak but later apologised and today she said I’d get killed if I go out looking like that. Took that as a compliment.

I ate a burger meal and didn’t do much else for the day, I was pretty beat. I played around with the idea of buying something during Black Friday but nothing was desirable enough. An Amazon Echo might be cool, simulate human interaction. Also under consideration was a stick vacuum cleaner but I don’t know what prices would be reasonable.

I feel like I’ve learned restraint. I could benefit from a better phone, laptop, television, PS4 Pro and headphones but after all this time I haven’t bitten the bullet.

Moved some Metallica tracks onto my phone and created a playlist.

Respect

The quirky guy messaged me on PSN last night, it showed up on my mobile app but the app doesn’t work well so I couldn’t respond. He was remarking on the length of time it was taking an prospective employer to do background checks (one of the employers who I failed checks for). Might respond tomorrow. Deleted the app so the mobile phone icon won’t show next to my name on his friends list. The hopeful way of looking at this is that he found an excuse to talk to me since he misses me, the cynical side would say he only contacted me because he wanted information. I’m sure my late response will be disappointing, a normal person would have responded immediately. I do still think about him but it’s not healthy, the cord has to be cut, there’s no future here, we were never really friends.

I chose to shower today, the events of yesterday boosted my self-esteem so I felt like a person like me should walk proud and be clean. My body is starting to wear out again, just my feet hurt now, my limbs are fine.

The manager and supervisor from yesterday were absent but my tale has spread, I’m considered bold for standing up for my rights though I felt maybe a handful of colleagues were a bit resentful that I left them in the lurch and this impacted the decision I made later on. The team was managed instead by this guy who sits above the manager but has no ties to this store itself, I found him to be respectful and a good communicator. I come across incompetent often, even occasionally screwing up but he doesn’t get angry at me, he continues to speak in a normal, perhaps even friendlier tone of voice. Despite being behind with work he still gave us a 45 minute lunch break instead of a reduced 30 minutes though he did begin to show some shades of anger when people returned late, he said only two things were important to him – “punctuality” and “honesty”, that resonated profoundly with me, those are two qualities that anyone with good intentions can have, your physical limits cannot restrict you from achieving those targets and so they are points that I pride myself on adhering to.

The woman at the fast food place recognised me, said she saw me pretty much every day and gave me advice on how to get a discount which would be “very useful” for me. I said that she only saw me regularly this week, implying I’m only in the region for a short while. Won’t be going back.

Perhaps because I was the first one to return from lunch he chose to give me a different task for the remainder of the day, or perhaps it was just because I wasn’t any good at anything else and this was so basic, I couldn’t mess it up – collecting waste cardboard that other staff members leave lying around. During this time and a few times throughout the day, I conversed with a new employee, a young white guy, some kind of student, he seems slightly quirky but he’s not the same, he’s too young.

Interactions with other staff members were normal even though I was low on energy.

At the end of the work day, we were once again asked to clean up before we left. The difference this time was that we were given 10 minutes notice and the message was relayed by the scarfy supervisor who I have a tonne of admiration for, she too communicates in a respectful manner, made it feel like a team cause and activity. I helped clean up and we left, 15 minutes after quitting time.

Halfway home, the not-so-quirky guy approached me, turns out we walk home the same way, for a while anyway, he lives in the white region obviously. Only spoke of work and not much else really, still don’t know how to segway into those types of topics.

Cards marked/shots fired

I’m back to feeling tired and as if I’m not getting enough sleep. Didn’t shower again. The walk to work was dull, considering using public transport but it seems like a waste of money.

Work started quickly once I’d arrived, after splitting into teams, the first and only thing my manager says to me is “what are you doing? every time I see you, you’re just watching (other people work)”. It was at a point where I didn’t know what to do and I was watching my teammates unpack some goods. This was directly after I had finished the work I’d been assigned and I regularly work hard, it’s just that sometimes there are too many people on a task.

For the first half of the day I was paired with a scarfy, filling shelves. We had to empty and refill them 3 times, I was annoyed at her for taking things out of their boxes, it made the process more difficult. I think she picked up on this but later in the day our relationship recovered.

At lunch I had fast food again, saw my manager with the other manager people, it ruined my appetite. My phone battery died too which made the minutes drag longer. I had to retreat to the staff room to get some conversation, the only way to erode the boredom. Lot of pakis in there but we had some healthy fun chats, think there were laughs, “The Apprentice” was brought up and I mentioned my grievances along with stuff I’ve overheard. The white female supervisor was here and she took offence, shutting me down multiple times. Once she left it was clear everyone else hated her too. Quite like the paki supervisor from yesterday now though. Break was much the same, the best part though was when the supervisor entered, everyone went quiet, she got the message and left.

My manager is behind schedule, some higher ups have been brought in to take a look around and help out. They seem like more chill people, but they abuse him then he abuses us. The last activity of the day for me was mopping up part of an aisle. Once the clocks hit 6pm, I was heading out the door like shot, just like everyone else but the bitch female supervisor stopped us and said “no one is going home until we’ve done X”. Naturally I refused since it’s essentially unpaid overtime, I can’t legally be forced to work it (unpaid or otherwise). The main issue though is that I took offence to the bitch trying to force us, she told us we were staying late, she didn’t ask, she deliberately tried to hide that we had a choice. It’s possible she didn’t even know since when I challenged her she just said “I don’t want to argue with you” but that was after she mentioned that our manager will be working from 4am tomorrow so we should chip in too. I say responded by saying that our manager is salaried so he’s paid for that. The other issue that I didn’t bring up is that my employer has done no favours for me so I won’t do any for him, employment is a two way street.

I head up the stairs to grab my coat and see my manager on the way out, I look him dead in the eyes and tell him I’m leaving. He looks back at me and says nothing more than “I’ll remember that”. Not ominous, I know exactly what to expect and it’ll work in my favour, as soon as he steps out of line I’ll stick him with an employment tribunal. Might even contact head office about his unprofessional behaviour. Deep down I don’t really care, I’m getting paid for this, I don’t mind being called lazy now since it infuriates him more than me and I’m actually getting something out of it.

I was planning on pulling a sicky tomorrow (after that comment by my manager in the morning) but it’ll look weak now. I’ll do it Saturday instead.

Checked my emails and I’ve got 3 leads on jobs, one where training is delayed until 2019 (DBS required), another where I need to do some online assessments and the last requires a video interview.

Time flew by when I got back home, watched “The Apprentice”. All my copies of the FF-XIII trilogy have now arrived.

Nothing but toil

I woke up close to 7pm for work again, didn’t shower, a few more minutes of sleep are more valuable to me. When I arrived at the store, everyone else was waiting outside, turns out the manager forgot the keys. Killed about 20 minutes just chatting.

The workload today was much softer, just filling shelves and then removing the packaging. We were split into groups in order to accomplish this, my partner was the paki manager, she was ridiculously incompetent and I found it infuriating, she kept expecting me to take the lead, something I was unwilling to do since it was her responsibility. She was also unfamiliar with the brand “Nestle”, she mispronounced it.

During lunch I had a burger meal again then went back to the staff room. In addition to 2 older people, a younger white female and around 4 paki females. The pakis were chatting away like children about the store managers eyes, these WOMEN are all supposed to around 20 yet they talk like giddy 13 year olds about cute boys. It was pathetic and desperate, it completely reinforces my theories on the stunted mental development of pakis.

While working I wasn’t in the mood for talking so brushed off several individuals though the quirky older guy gave me some advice job hunting. Told him earlier I have a video interview set up with a call centre (he was once offered a position with them but failed a credit check so the offered was withdrawn). Felt the deputy store manager was condescending and rude towards me, kept telling me to do stuff and that I was doing stuff wrong, I also inadvertently took the wrap for something the paki did.

Just played Hearthstone and watched YouTube videos at home. Binged on cookies.

I’ll apply to jobs once I get some down time.

Experience

I got a decent nights sleep since I was able to sleep for longer than my previous work days. I ate cereal and ironed my suit for my interview, unfortunately I burned the area beneath one of the knees, guess that means I’ll need to buy a new suit.

It was raining so I took my jacket with me even though I was taking the bus. It didn’t take long to reach the hotel, it’s a nice place, male chink receptionist and paki manager, curious hiring decisions. There was a 15-20 minute wait before someone “interviewed” me, it was an older woman, we spoke normally about my journey and the place I’m currently working but she didn’t have many questions for me, at the end she hinted that she’s looking for someone with experience in the industry. The first sign was when she looked over my CV and asked “is this McDonalds the hotel or….?”. The bus back was filled with student scum.

My manager gave me a call asking why I wasn’t at work today, I reminded him of the conversation we had on Saturday. He ended with “my bad” and said I could just work a 2-6 shift instead. After relaxing at home for under an hour, I departed for work, this was supposed to be the toughest day but it since I came in halfway through, it was a breeze and I found myself to be much more productive after a lengthy rest+shorter working hours. No meaningful interactions with others but everyone seems to get a long, not happy about this one paki just dumping stuff in the wrong aisles.

Despite the short amount of time I was at work my feet still hurt. My body hasn’t completely recovered, still hurts will I fully bend my knees.

Might buy an Amazon Echo.

Watched WWE Survivor Series, Last Week Tonight and stayed up for the new AT4W episode.

Can’t heal? Must be a status condition

My body is still in pain, in some ways it’s worsened. My thighs, upper back/shoulders and elbow joints still scream whenever aggravated. If a full day of rest isn’t enough to recover then I suspect I’ll physically be unable to continue working the remainder of this week, that’s a shame since after Monday it should get far easier and by next week transform into a completely different job. Fantasising about protesting the store and exposing the company to local councils but in my current physical state, that’s not possible.

Got an interview tomorrow, it’s a hotel gig, employee reviews make it sound unappealing but it’s a classy joint so I’m not sure if I’ll get it, gonna research it, I want this desperately.

Watched YouTube videos and played Hearthstone. Only are rice.

My father bought my mother a new wardrobe but it’s of low quality, I suspect he bought it from a paki. My mother is in love with the idea of having a wardrobe, apparently she’s never had a proper one in her whole life (by proper I mean a fancy moderately priced one from a real shop). A few months ago my mother hired a man to destroy the cheap, low quality wardrobe she already had and also destroy an attractive irreplaceable fixture in the room to make more space. She has since been shopping for a wardrobe though now for some reason my dad has bought her one, possibly because he saw her clothes piled up around the house. He tried to build it solo, my sister contributed a little, I refused to help  for the most part because from experience my father becomes abusive in these situations. My sister called me a dog and asked what kind of man I was. As expected, it has not been assembled well, the doors are not straight, one door overlaps another, the back panels reveal some of the wall behind, part of the woodwork has just been carved out but none of that matters because it’s a cheap wardrobe that would disappoint regardless, it’s made of cheap, plain looking wood and has one shelf on the inside. I brought this up to my father who insisted on the quality of the product and then I later teased my mother about how she destroyed her previous wardrobe only to get one of inferior quality.

Read some comics, Batman was alright and I’m holding off reading Grant Morrisons “Green Lantern”.

Rewatched some YuGiOh in the background, pretty comfy.

Another enemy to the list

Despite getting a low-mid level of sleep, my body did not recover overnight, it somehow entered a worse state. My joints and a section of my upper back caused pain whenever moved. The worst area was my thighs, they were on fire, I grimaced whenever I had to bend my knees, when going down stairs, I waddled and leaned against the railing. Despite all this I arrived at work on time.

A few faces from the induction where here today, people who weren’t around yesterday. Just a couple of paki females, nice people, though I must admit I found certain qualities of theirs to be annoying. Initially were all (males and females), cleaning the floors. The store manager then attempted to split us up but that plan was quickly thwarted by the remaining workload, so instead we all just did some light manual labour, it was a welcome change of pace from yesterday and most of us were able to perform the work, I liked how everyone threw themselves into it regardless of gender or age, there were perhaps one or two exceptions but this was management not considering the physical limitations of those people. The new faces were excited to see me since I provided a great first impression but I was unable to live up to expectations, I quickly let them know that I was exhausted from yesterday. One woman annoyed me again by saying she too was tired from mopping, she didn’t say “work”, she explicitly stated “mopping”.

The early break was 30 minutes long, I mistook it for lunch so bought a burger meal, my burger had bacon in it, the sight disgusted me so I removed it, the burger itself wasn’t especially tasty either, I didn’t finish eating the thing. Back at work, nothing changed, I got to work with the bald guy, he’s still cool and he seems to respect me as a fellow human being. The older women remembered my name and were nice, I hate that I forgot theirs. I’ll ask around next time I’m in.

After our 30 minute lunch break, the mopping paki asked to speak to the store manager in private but we all overheard the conversation, two of the pakis fled during lunch, it was a 19 year old and a 23 year old, one of them were inactive earlier in the day and had garnered a reputation as workshy. Both of them were excited to see me but I failed to liven up their day so I feel partly responsible for their departure. The 19 year old seemed bored but was getting on with the work so I guess she was just bored, perhaps her first job? The other one was the “workshy” one, the story originally went that she “puked up during lunch and then went home”, the store manager then challenged the paki who brought the story and first stated “so she was sick then drove home?”, then followed up with “Just level with me, did she call it quits”. The paki folded almost instantly, in the blink of an eye she placed herself of the defensive trying to claim that she tried to reason with her before she left, the wording she used was unpleasant to the ears, she said “I said you done a hard days graft, why throw it away?”. Not sure who is worse, the sloth or the snitch. This should make things more difficult for management and this pleases me.

There was a group being inducted at the start of the day, looked to be all white (one black/white mixed race) and young. My group of people is generally older people and pakis. So it appears we’re being used to do the tough stuff and then will be hidden away behind the scenes while the presentable faces are treated well and given the cushy job roles.

The remainder of the day only consisted of a couple of hours, the store manager told me off for kicking a stool with wheels because it hit a couple of people. He called me out in front of everyone. He told me to carry it, I said I couldn’t because my knees hurt, it was a weak defence since I didn’t get into how that would make it unsafe to lift it and that I grimaced every time I was forced to crouch. A little later on the quirky older guy mentioned it to me and insulted the store manager, compared him to a women on her period. Also told me that the older guy mentioned that the stool I was kicking is literally called a “kick stool”. Good to know the comradery is strong here.

At 4pm, 8 hours into the shift, the store manager gave us a choice, either leave now or keep working until the natural end of the shift at 6pm. Only I and 2 others chose to leave. Not in tomorrow so hopefully that’ll give me time to recover. Bought a PS3 Slim, paid £60.00. Money isn’t important to me and I should stop counting pennies.

Hit rank 2 on Hearthstone with Maly Rogue.

Lot of issues with my currently employer and no longer a fan of my manager despite him attempting to make small talk with me, turns out he’s also a wrestling fan. They’re shirking their responsibilities and just exploiting their rights, this is just going to result in me doing the same (using my sick days during this very important week for the company). List of grievances below.

• No contracts provided – They want us unaware of our rights (for now, as there is a lot of work to do this week), we don’t even know the number to call if we’re sick. My contract is for 20 hours but I’ve been given 47.5 hours this week, I don’t know if I can refuse overtime.
• Don’t know what the hourly payrate is
• We don’t stamp in and out each day, unaware how attendance is recorded
• Gender inequality – Workload sometimes split by gender
• Safety boots didn’t arrive so half the employees who didn’t have their own pair just worked in trainers (3 days running so far)

In summary, they’re working us as hard as they can now that they need us for cheap labour then getting rid once our usefulness has expired.

EDIT: I asked my manager for a half-day on Monday (job interview) but he only agreed a shift slide, now I’m going to stay late and work 4 hours with him.

True Toil

I woke up at 6:50am, didn’t shower in exchange for more sleep and then after eating and putting on an old sweater along with tracksuit bottoms, I left home to walk towards my new job. I arrived on time and spotted a handful of others waiting to enter the building too (others started yesterday and knew what to do). The steel toe shoes hadn’t arrived so it was “fortunate” that I brought my own. The paki male had to go home to get his. The paki females ended up not needing them and just spent the day cleaning.

At first I was unsure what to do but then I was taught to use the “pump lift” and assisted in carrying a few pallets into the building. Later on me and most of the men (older guy and bald guy, both are nice, paki male is a nice too but a bit dim) were tasked with building racks, the first part was simple, unscrewing the wheels a little bit but the next part got me. I had to hammer the “feet” of the racks to the main body, I did around 50, this involved lifting heavy beams and swinging a hammer, it was by no means an easy task, I was fairly proud of myself. However, close to 1pm, I was told I’d been doing it wrong, that I hadn’t hammered in the feet far enough, I was aware of this prior but thought it wouldn’t be a significant issue. I tried hammering the feet in further but it wouldn’t work for me, I asked the female deputy store manager for help and she taught me how to swing the hammer properly, I had one success but there were some where it just wouldn’t happen, no movement would be seen. This was obviously due to the fact that I’m transgender and have little/no muscle mass in my arms, assessing that I was incapable of performing the job, I tried and failed to find the store manager so instead told the deputy manager that I was leaving. She asked for more information and then chastised me for just getting up and leaving due to “not liking the task”, I clarified and said it was because I couldn’t do, I’m not physically strong enough and that she’d seen me wail away with no success. I was close to tears. She told me to go to another area and ask if a male colleague needed any help.

On my way I saw some female colleagues (pakis) ask if I was OK, I said I was, they responded that I didn’t look OK. The colleague upstairs was ex-military, he’s cool, maybe a bit reserved. He just asked me to sweep some stuff up, did that for 15 minutes then he wanted some help lifting heavy objects, I was able to assist, though I was grateful that he asked if it was within my ability. Didn’t last long, announced next was a 30 minute lunch on this 10 hour shift. I ate a burger meal at a restaurant with terrible customer service, almost the entire staff were pakis so what can you expect? The meal was pleasant enough but underwhelming, couldn’t post on 4chan due to the mobile internet in the area being banned.

Back at work, the store manager asked to speak to me, I was close to tears again, he was sympathetic and praised me, explained that he saw a good person, that’s why he gave me the job, when I explained my issue (I said that I was useless if I was unable to perform the work assigned and that I should just leave if that’s the case since there’s no point in me being here). He claimed he wanted to boost my self esteem and if I encounter any similar situations I should talk about it to see if we can come up with a solution. It was a good talk.

The next part of the day started off softly, partnered with the other paki I performed a series of simple tasks that only minimally exerted me. This soon changed though, the store manager asked the paki and old guy to go to another area and work on the task I screwed up earlier. I then proceeded to work with the store manager (a massive man), we lifted large wooden panels together, carried them halfway across the room and then lifted them onto a stack of pallets, then stood of the pallets while lifting the panels above our heads. The military guy and bald guy then put the panels into place. It was massively physically draining and challenging, I was constantly drenched in sweat, not an understatement, literally drenched. I often gasped for breath and couldn’t talk due to my heavy breathing, I cut myself twice. I’m sure my effort earned me respect, the manager commented on it at the end of the day in front of everyone though used the phrase “out of your comfort zone” which I felt diminished it. There was also an opportunity to bow out and switch but I kept going until we were completed.

Learned my manager likes Final Fantasy.

What irked me during this time was the the women (apart from the deputy store manager) were all doing soft activities, like cleaning, moving lighter loads and even just sorting locker keys. Often they were doing nothing at all, manager called them out once when he was working with me. It was infuriating, sexism like this in the workplace must be a crime. At the end of the day in the staff room, one of the women had their phone in a mug playing music, probably due to spending a lot of time in the area. Not fair and not happy about that, apparently things should get easier next week though I wouldn’t be surprised if my fury is drawn to another agenda. I noticed that some people weren’t around today (women, the white women), they’re not expected to help out during the difficult period and will be given cushier roles when the time comes (currently training in other locations.

Considering wearing a t-shirt tomorrow (the males all did) since I sweated so much and it’ll show everyone that I have no muscles in my upper arms, the concern is that it’ll also expose my cutting scars.

The journey home was painful, my things were on fire, couldn’t walk normally, my feat also ached with every step. At home I asked my mother to go out and buy me some insoles from the 24/7 ASDA, she obliged in her own time.

I’ll need to return the games console I order, the store agreed to pay for postage.

The big story of the day is none of the above, around 11:30am, I checked me phone to see I had a missed called, I called back and learned it was regarding a “night porter” position, might be cool if I’m the only one around during late night shifts, no confirmation email was sent so I’m going to have to go off memory for the date and name of the person who I need to ask for at reception, already doubting the information  have stored. It’s apparently a zero hour contact and there are a host of issues but it sounds like a fun gig and I’m not happy with where I currently am. The women on the phone initially wanted me to come in today but that obviously wasn’t possible so we arranged for Monday instead, I’ll need to get time off work, I’ll see if I can do a half day or work another day in its place. Chances seem high that I’ll get it since they want to meet me so quickly and pushed back the interview date.

Watched South Park and disappointed that a couple of YouTubers I follow haven’t updated when they were expected to.

Wore a ponytail today because the store manager insisted (an hour into the day) that I tie my hair back. It was neat, I looked fine and it was more convenient.