Archive for October 20th, 2008

I forgot to mention this.  While I was busy being Madame Seizurella© and had this lovely incident in the middle of a pub I needed to go back to see the bartender on duty that night to pay my outstanding tab?

Yes? I did order something.

I was told to wait until his next shift, so I did and then wandered down.

He told me that “some guy” paid… He then waved his hand over to where I was sitting. This is a neighbourhood pub so a lot of people know each other. If this person knew me, he would have said, “I’ll pay PAs bill.”


However, as sweet as that was, I still have a “tab” to pay. Here, if we’re taken away by an ambulance, we have to foot the bill. I got it in the mail today and it’s a hell of a lot more than what I drank that night!

Anyway…I can’t get over how…there are no words for what that man did.

I don’t know what I’ve done today.  Have I done anything productive? Anything of value? At this point, I’m just staring blankly, randomly at “stuff.”

I guess I did a few things.  Made some calls (actually, I just made another within this post), looked at some jobs, applied for one.  One that looked promising has “temporarily” been filled to “give the girl a chance.”  What does that mean? I.Have.No.Clue.  However, thank you Mr. Headhunter for getting back to me.  And no, it isn’t the one that has me all hepped up and excited.  Or did.  Earlier today.

My moods are all wonky.  Let’s leave it at that.  I don’t think it needs more explanation.

I’m still keen about the “opportunity” of late but because of that (as I mentioned in a recent comment), my motivation in looking at and applying for other jobs is waning.  However, some today were really not suitable, I must admit.

I have to go to some branch of the “stoopid guvmunt” tomorrow to apply for my miniscule amount of “support” that I am entitled to but really, it won’t pay for…? God, who knows once they assess me! And beyond that, they tax me on it anyway! Maybe that’s why there’s been some “mood slippage?” Time to get down on my knees and beg for a few dollars from some drone who does the same thing…day in…day out…that probably won’t give a shit about my s(h)ituation?

Busy week, too.  That, then Merlin #1 on Wednesday and then a new(!) Headhunter on Thursday.  We had initially agreed upon a telephone “interview” but dammit! Via email she said she’d “see” me and gave the address.  No point in being unprofessional and arguing about it.  I need a job and therefore, need to start off on the right foot.

But seriously, I.Have.No.Clue.  What have I done today? What have I not done today? I feel like I should do something else.  Something more “enjoyable?” But what? I.Have.No.Clue.

It’s like I can’t even move.

*PA dials number to her brain*

“Bugger off, go take a long walk off a short pier, dig your own stupid grave and not mine, Depression.  Thank you.  I would appreciate that very much.  No need to return my call and I hope you’re having a great day! Oh, yes.  One more thing? Would you mind passing the same message on to Bipolar and ADD? Again, thank you very much and have a great day.”


*PA hangs up receiver*