It’s sale day and i have to work. Quite frankly, i’m more than useless on the shopfloor, last time i spent 4 hours picking up stuff people dropped on the floor. The day dragged. I liked being on home department, but i’m on womens D: let me guess what i’ll be doing today ….
Why can’t I just say no. One of those love film people stopped me, granted he was hot but now I missed my bus because he was telling me about his 23rd birthday and how he couldn’t get drunk after spending almost £100 on alcohol lol …. and I ended up with a possible part time job … even though I don’t want another one lmao.
What I’ve learnt about the old man who sat next to me on the bus:
He likes to talk, he felt the need to fill every moment of silence ¬_¬
Arriva buses are shit ( i already knew that) as are the drivers, who would have never got in the army because of their appalling driving skills( he used to drive in the army) i don’t even know how that is relevant but never mind.
He’s racist( or at least it came across that way to me .. )
He lived in london.
Living in aycliffe is 2 years too many.
so he’s going to ferryhill for a day trip instead, (How is that any better than ? lmao) because there’s nothing worth going home for because no one cares, no one phones him and he won’t have any post to read.
"No one’s place in this world is guaranteed. Not everyone is going to get a happy ending. But life isn’t about how it ends. It’s about the moments between. It’s about the small things. The way our loved ones laugh. The sight of a butterfly in the sunlight after a year or two in the darkness. The love and support of an old friend. They might not be with us in body, but they are with us in spirit… Because every day, on this planet, people are born and people die and stranger things happen."