What a shitty morning, aye.
got up at 5am and dragged my sorry ass over to work. Get there, do the usual check and then start closing teh lockers. First thing i do is to squash my poor finger pretty hard inbetween two of the doors. Ow! This job does not like me. Then I do the rest of my cleaning, involving mother-fucking play-doh on the creche floor. stupid play-doh. then as i was pulling the cord for the vacuum down the stairs, this lovely lady decides to help me, and flipped up the cord just as i bent over. this resulted in my getting smacked in teh lip and eye by the stupid cord. the resulting mini-fat lip was awesome. (not really) so then, with my lips now looking crooked, i go to clean the staff room and there's only 2 of teh hottest trainers in there. goddamnit! i felt so degraded doing the dishese and then lugging my beautiful vacuum off....fucking a! i was gonna give my 2 weeks notice to lisa today, but she disappeared as soon as she got tehre and i was too fucking exhausted to wait around for her to come back so i think i'm gonna email her right now. i'm so tired. feel like i cant even type. and i'm worried about my little situation that i cant really explain here.
gah. think i need some sleep, i think tehre's a couple lame spelling errors in this taht i'm too fucking lazy to go fix. yeah...
i will prolly post again later today and include a picture cuz i've got some good ones, but i'm too exhausted to bother righ tnow.