Amy’s party and Jane’s sick

I was now heading to bed but I thought while I’m in a bad mood about my day I would talk about it. OK so yesterday I was in a kinda foul mood. Then I get a phonecall from Roxy asking if I’m still going to a party I invited her and Zoe to. I wasn’t planning to but they wanted to go and they had already invited someone who Zoe works with called Gemma. So i figured I’d go drown my sorrows and get drunk. lol…man did i get drunk. It was a good night. No, it was a great night. I’ve met Gemma before, she’s cool. Gobby cow but in a good way. So we all go over to Roxannes to have a drink before we go out. Then we walk to where the party is and have a GREAT night. Well, OK, we get drunk and I make lots of new friends (as I always do when I’m drunk…I’m gonna get myself in trouble by talkin to strangers one day) and apparently I am now engaged to a guy who works at subway called Ash. lol, he was funny. I like him. And his mate Darren doesn’t like menthol cigarettes (*cough* serves him right for stealing from me)

Zoe got upset towards the end of the night. *starts complicated story* Adam’s dad is best mates with Zoe’s Dad. Zoe REALLY fancies Adam. Adam is a complete player. He is mingin and a twat and she knows it but still fancies him. So she’s got with him a few times. Thursday he was texting her saying he likes her but doesn’t know what to do about it ebcause Zoe’s dad is very protective and would literally kill Adam. Zoe’s parents are on holiday. She invites him round. She gets with him but doesn’t sleep with him (good ol’ virgin Zoe lol). He turns up at this party. He doesn’t even acknowledge her. Then he gets with someone else in front of her. *cough* I told you so. He’s a prat.

anyway, Roxanne’s boyfriend Alfie didn’t turn up for once thank god. He’s a prat too. We had a long convo last night and she was saying how she loves bad boys. Man she picked a good one then. I hate Alfie.  On the way back I ring Jason in my drunken state. big mistake. I remember Gemma Zoe and Rox encouraging me. *thinks* in fact, Rox told me to! lol. I was just running on about how much I loved him and I wished we could be back together blah blahblah. and then I realised he hadn’t once said he loved me back. Now, he has barely said it recently obviously coz we’ve broken up. So…I’m not bothered about him not saying it. But he didn’t say it back. After I’d said it. That upst me. i was pissed off. and i was upset. lol oh my i’m so stupid when I’m drunk. I was so upset I didn’t buy chips on the way home from chili masters *gasp* Now I NEVER go without my chips on the way home when I’m drunk lol.

so we go back to Zoe’s, I cheer up a bit. I make everyone cheese lettuce n salad cream sandwiches (the thing I always have after my chips when I’m drunk lol)  hold on…I’m only ever drunk when I’m stayin at Zoe’s. And I only ever stay at Zoe’s when I’m going to get drunk. I think we have a bad relationship lol. We sit up til about 2 then Rox goes home. Zoe and Gemma have to be at work at 9 so they go to bed at about 2.30. Me and Zoe’s little brother Stuart go to bed at about 3.20. I did not sleep a wink. I felt so so ill. Not from the drink. It wasn’t a ‘omg i’m gonna be sick coz i’m drunk’ it was a ‘i feel so shit and horrible i just want to curl up into a little ball’.

I was meant to be at work at 10.30. Phone call at 9…"Lauren, I’ve got an emergency doctors appointment at 9.50 do you thinkyou can get into work now"  Frickin Jane. she’s always sick or got an emergency or something. She’s a frickin pain in teh ass. So i go in early. And get a phone call 20 mins later "Lauren, the doctors sent me home to bed." She just leaves me on my own to frickin sort out people to work. I’m only meant to be doin 10.30-2.30 to cover her lunch. So I have to work 9.45 – 3.30…get Pat to come in and do 1-3 to cover my lunch and Lauren to come in 3.30-5.30 to cash up the til. Which brings me onto my next topic. Our till. Now in the little section of Debenhams that I work there is our till at the end and about 20m down there is another till. I say is…I mean was. Our till has been moved down to their counter becayse we are getting rid of our counter. long story as to why. So i have this ocunter with no till on it. And yet people still queue up there. I must have said 200 times today "I’m sorry I don’t actually have a till at this point now, I’m going to have to take you to the next till point just down here" There is no frickin till on my counter. if you want to give me your money, go right ahead but i dont have any till to put it in.

I have learned so much today. One customer just had a kidney out and can’t wear tight things. One has had a partial mastectomy. One has gone from a size 20 to a size 14 in 3 years. I had to basically dress one woman (she had no bra on while trying this top that she couldnt get done up coz the zip was dodgy) and I was told all about her caesarian and the weight she needs to lose from having her baby. *thinks* ooh there were more than that…my point is…I don’t want to know. You’re going to a wedding, you want a dress, do i think it looks nice blah blah fair enough. I do not want to know your personal problems. I’m sorry. *sighs* OK, rant over.

OMG BEARDED LADY. I had to serve a bearded lady. OK, now, I’m pretty good at accepting people as they are I think but…*starts to giggle* this lady stopped me and asked me about a Debenhams top. I don’t work for Debenhams so I had to go and ask someone who does. I chose Linda. Linda is frickin hilarious. So I was like "omg she has a beard" after I asked the question. So then this little old lady wanted to buy a top so I took her to the till and Linda came running round. She was pissing herself. I was like hitting her telling her to shut up while the lady was lookign away. Then the lady goes "I’ll just take my specs off *weird laugh* all the better to seeyou with" Now I controlled myself but as soon as she was out the doors I was like "It’s the wolf!! It’s a wolf dressed up as a granny." *giggles uncontrollably*  and Linda was like "Veet Virgin or what!" It was so mean but seriously she had a proper beard and the hairs were about 2 inches long. I’m not even exaggerating. It was horrible *shudders*  but bless her, they poor little old lady…

Anyway, on top of all this happening today, I’m ill. Again. I have a sore throat, an earache (but ive hadthat for weeks) a toothache, I’ve felt sick all day (but to start with that was  the alcohol) i have a blister on my lip from last  night (a cigarette burn on my lip…not good) and my feet up from my stilettos from last night and my uncomfortable shoes from today. Oh andthe lack of sleep didn’t help much.

Oh golly look how much I’ve written

*shuts up*

Love Lauren xx