*singin* i'm a big kid now...
don't be scared, this post has nothing to do with bedwetting or pull-ups!
i do however, have wonderful news to share with you all. i have a GROWN UP job now! you are reading the ramblings of Zurich's new 'claims administrator - life risk'. i'll tell you what that actually means on monday when i find out. but so far i know that i get to wear cool office clothes, sit at a desk a lot, travel to Nth Sydney every day, work 9-5 and have my weekends free again.
so at 11pm on saturday night i will officially add civic to the list of things that can bite my ass! (only maybe not so harshly cos they owners have been uncharacteristically nice about me leaving and have made it clear i'll always have a job there if i want it *tear*). the last couple of days i've been saying my goodbyes to my favourite customers. collecting phone numbers and e-mail addresses and promising to 'have coffee'
- i interupt this broadcast to announce the funniest thing i overheard in a coffeeshop tonight in crows nest. one stuck up girl turns to the other stuck up girl and says (with a straight face) 'i'll call you and we'll do salad'.... "DO SALAD?" is that what you call 'doing lunch' these days?? soon it'll be "we'll have to catch up and do high protein low-carb with a shot of wheatgrass - meal suppliment shake' it was funny and sad all at the same time. -
anyway. something strange has clicked in me now. today i walked into my bedroom and after pondering the pig sty it has become thought to myself "i'll have to clean my room now, people with office jobs don't have bedrooms like this". next i'll turn around and exclaim to my co-worker that we'll have to 'do salad'... or a high protein low-carb etc etc etc shake.
i do however, have wonderful news to share with you all. i have a GROWN UP job now! you are reading the ramblings of Zurich's new 'claims administrator - life risk'. i'll tell you what that actually means on monday when i find out. but so far i know that i get to wear cool office clothes, sit at a desk a lot, travel to Nth Sydney every day, work 9-5 and have my weekends free again.
so at 11pm on saturday night i will officially add civic to the list of things that can bite my ass! (only maybe not so harshly cos they owners have been uncharacteristically nice about me leaving and have made it clear i'll always have a job there if i want it *tear*). the last couple of days i've been saying my goodbyes to my favourite customers. collecting phone numbers and e-mail addresses and promising to 'have coffee'
- i interupt this broadcast to announce the funniest thing i overheard in a coffeeshop tonight in crows nest. one stuck up girl turns to the other stuck up girl and says (with a straight face) 'i'll call you and we'll do salad'.... "DO SALAD?" is that what you call 'doing lunch' these days?? soon it'll be "we'll have to catch up and do high protein low-carb with a shot of wheatgrass - meal suppliment shake' it was funny and sad all at the same time. -
anyway. something strange has clicked in me now. today i walked into my bedroom and after pondering the pig sty it has become thought to myself "i'll have to clean my room now, people with office jobs don't have bedrooms like this". next i'll turn around and exclaim to my co-worker that we'll have to 'do salad'... or a high protein low-carb etc etc etc shake.
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