All the things that have gone wrong this week
It’s our last week before Christmas so technically we should be high on festive cheer, mulled wine and the winding down of the Who’s Jack year. However for at least one of us, aka me, Laura, this week has been an F-ing nightmare.
Monday and Tuesday swam by as smoothly as can be however yesterday, on the 15th day of this month, it took a turn for the worse. Most days the Who’s Jack team venture round the corner to our local M&S for lunch. Of recent M&S have been giving out free samples of chocolates, sweets, biscuits and the like. Never one to turn away a free thing we of course happily indulged in the odd complimentary chocolate or two. However yesterday I was banned, yes banned, from taking anymore free samples as I ‘do it every day’ and have ‘had enough’. His words, not mine. To be banned from enjoying a free sample by a boy who was probably younger than me and on who I had clearly made enough of an impression that he’d even noticed was partly funny, partly humilating but mostly just really offensive.
It wasn’t until we got back in to the office that I noticed that I had, in fact, had my purse stolen somewhere on Camden High Street. Along with my bank card went every reciept I had collected over my time at Who’s Jack. So if whoever stole my purse is reading this, I hope you enjoy my cancelled bank card, the 20p worth of 1ps and load of reciepts outlining what I’ve eaten for the past two months.
I had high hopes for today being a better day than the one just passed however so far my anticipation has been shattered and all by a trip to our delightful local Post Office aka hell on actual earth. In the past my Post Office tales have included stories of being number 60 in the queue and having a bearded lady try to flirt with me. Today I got all excited by some shiny new DIY machines thus getting rid of the need to queue for the best part of the day just to send a letter. However, half way through the process, said shiny new machine decided to break. It took not one but five members of staff, 20 minutes of waiting and a lot of angry Twittering on my part before I achieved what I had set out to do.
So Merry Christmas to all the w***kers who have helped make this week what it is. Here’s to the next few days!
