It's almost midday & I haven't even opened the word document that is titled 'Liz Gourlay, Assignment 1 Critical Awareness' just yet but it is Sunday & I have gone for a walk, read the Sunday Age magazines (not the Herald Sun magazines, and not the actual paper/s just yet), had breakfast (Uncle Toby's Oats), lunch (egg on toast) and afternoon tea (grapes). Again, it's still not midday. I've also read 3 chapters of my Human Rights/Law for Social Work textbook & 2 chapters of 'Critical Social Work: Theories and Practices for Socially Justice World.'
Actually, Sunday is off to a good start. Yesterday was quite shit; well actually my morning was lots of fun & I reached the conclusion that I love people in aged care facilities and hate teenagers. Not really...I just HATE. SCHOOL. HOLIDAYS. Children under the age of 16 should not be allowed to visit shopping centres without parental supervision. 'Gangs' of tweens should not be allowed to 'hang out' at shopping centres. L-plate drivers should not be allowed to practice parking in a public carpark at lunchtime on a Saturday. Children under the age of 16 should not be allowed anywhere near a self-serve checkout & basically, I'm highly recommending parents buy ALL tweens the boxset of The OC to set them up for the holidays. That way, they'd all stay at home & nobody else would have to put up with them.
I'm being a bit dramatic, about 50% of them are not complete idiots and are tolerable. It's just that when my work has no staff & too many customers, the place quite literally looks like it's been taken over by terrorists (children). When will people understand that nothing is actually EVER on sale and that there is ALWAYS a catch? An item that is 18.36 reduced to 17.96 is not on sale. 40 cents is not a sale. 40 cents is not 'saving big.' Huggies nappies are NOT '2 for $66' they are $35 each and they've NEVER been their full price, 37.96. AAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH. Oh, and the male members of our 'team' are severly incapable of performing any tasks and if we could just get them to do the heavy lifting we'd be running the show.
Another cause for concern is that my work no longer stocks Sour mentos. Citrus flavour isn't as good. I'm devastated, if anyone knows where you can buy them please let me know asap. If you see them in melb, buy me like 25 packets & I swear I'll pack you back. Or, if overseas, I'll send you my address and am more than happy to pay for postage.
My last complaint is that the music at work was/is always really, really, bad. I'm presuming it was top 40-esque music that was playing (I have no knowledge of top 40)... TERRIBLE. The music at Woolies has never been great anyway, but last week we got 'Unwritten', the theme song of my beloved show The Hills & myself and other staff members sung along in our heads as we pretended to serve customers. There wasn't even Tina Arena's 'Sorrento Moon' or any of those class 90s songs we all love. So overall, a highly dissappointing Saturday afternoon.
Tada lovelies.
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