Oh well. Let's try it now.
Last weekend I had a fortune cookie that said "You will have much variety at work this week." I laughed because retail in January is one of the most boring things in the world. But then yesterday we had the fun and excitement of a power cut. Is it sad that I actually found it a lot of fun? Even if it did mostly involve us sitting around watching people rattle the doors because they couldn't be bothered to read the sign we put up.
And, of course, there was the requisite idiot who argued with us to put her order through anyway because she needed it now. I'm not sure how she thought we were going to be able to do that. Should have asked her really.
In other news, the pub down the hill that's been closed for ages then was being refurbished over Christmas is now open. Rob, Esme and I went down last night and it's really nice in there now. A vast improvement on how it used to be!