This much I know is true.....
1) I make a lousy patient. Today I woke up with my first head cold of the year, so close to spring I thought I'd escaped the waves of sickness going around work.
I am feeling pretty sick and handling it badly. My whole head feels as though its encased in cotton wool, my skin is feverish and I've a nose to rival Rudolph's, almost worn away from blowing it. I've been sloping around work all day feeling very sorry for myself like someone with something much more serious illness than a common head cold.
2) Selling anything remotely like porn To older ladies makes me very very uncomfortable. I had time to muse on this when I was on the front till today and older lady came up to buy a pretty well thumbed copy of lace ( racy 80s book that's just been relaunched ). I don't know what was worse the fact that the book looked like she'd read quite a bit of it before coming to pay or the very pleased expression on her face. It gave me a likely too much insight into her personal life .
3) There is No end to the amusement that can be derived from the magazines we sell. There's so many for a wide array of interests. Did you know the royal family have their own magazine, now it does include the extended family like cousins and whatnot but I still have trouble believing they can generate enough news to fill a monthly magazine. I am curious but not Curious enough to actually pick it up or anything . And there's a magazines About diggers called earth movers( what a misleading title ). Didn't even know it existed until I sold one last week. Clearly I've been living a sheltered life. The ones that amuse me most are the likes of take a break and that's life. The tabloid of the magazine world where everyone is either murdered or molested or cheated on if the sensationalist covers are to believed.
I Read a story on the cover of a magazine today that initially surprised me until I realised what magazine I was reading it off the front of. The cover read 'a dead monkey came to life in my attic' ( kind of insane, right ) but it was on the cover of take a break- fate and fortune ( suddenly less shocking )
I am feeling pretty sick and handling it badly. My whole head feels as though its encased in cotton wool, my skin is feverish and I've a nose to rival Rudolph's, almost worn away from blowing it. I've been sloping around work all day feeling very sorry for myself like someone with something much more serious illness than a common head cold.
2) Selling anything remotely like porn To older ladies makes me very very uncomfortable. I had time to muse on this when I was on the front till today and older lady came up to buy a pretty well thumbed copy of lace ( racy 80s book that's just been relaunched ). I don't know what was worse the fact that the book looked like she'd read quite a bit of it before coming to pay or the very pleased expression on her face. It gave me a likely too much insight into her personal life .
3) There is No end to the amusement that can be derived from the magazines we sell. There's so many for a wide array of interests. Did you know the royal family have their own magazine, now it does include the extended family like cousins and whatnot but I still have trouble believing they can generate enough news to fill a monthly magazine. I am curious but not Curious enough to actually pick it up or anything . And there's a magazines About diggers called earth movers( what a misleading title ). Didn't even know it existed until I sold one last week. Clearly I've been living a sheltered life. The ones that amuse me most are the likes of take a break and that's life. The tabloid of the magazine world where everyone is either murdered or molested or cheated on if the sensationalist covers are to believed.
I Read a story on the cover of a magazine today that initially surprised me until I realised what magazine I was reading it off the front of. The cover read 'a dead monkey came to life in my attic' ( kind of insane, right ) but it was on the cover of take a break- fate and fortune ( suddenly less shocking )
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