I smile when people smile at me

It’s so nice and unexpected and refreshing, it lights up my life. People never smile at me when I walk around looking miserable of course, so it’s not usually a therapy that works well against depression. Lots of people smiled at me as I rollerbladed along the seafront on my way to Lidl to get (cough) lots of sweets. Were they smiling at my happy face? At my slight sunburn? At my funky hair? At my healthy activity? They probably thought I’d got the sunburn rollerblading around all day, when I had in fact acquired it lazily lying about on the beach during my lunch break and straight after work. 😀

I love my 7am starts!

• I love the first hour of quietness. If I feel like working I can get a lot done with few interruptions – no annoying colleagues and few incoming calls (about 3-4 on average during the whole hour). If I don’t feel like working I can do whatever the hell I please (usually writing emails to my slore) as long as I’m there to answer those few calls.
• I love being able to say “half way through my day! 😀 ” at 10.30 (preferably to Stu who tends to come in late and is often only about 1hr in by then). In fact, I generally love how quickly the morning goes by.
• I love being the first to leave when some of them have to stay two more hours, and walking out into the sun and straight onto the beach and stretching out my limbs and letting them get roasted by the sun. 😀

And I don’t much mind getting up at 6.30am. Going to bed at 10pm isn’t so bad when online is generally boring anyway. And I generally don’t need that much sleep these days anyway. Last night I didn’t get to bed til midnight and I still felt fine all day. So all is great in worky-world! 😀

I do feel generally fairly positive about work at the moment. Mainly because the days go so quickly. That can’t be a bad thing. I don’t even mind our very restricted online access, and often I forget to take the 15mins breaks we’re allowed twice a day (well I never take afternoon ones since my afternoons are only 2hrs anyway). And I get to talk to some sweet people and sometimes it’s even actually interesting.

Some colleagues’ attitudes still annoy me, and I have yet to adapt to the approach of letting everyone know when you do something that is not actually your responsibility. I tend to just… do stuff. And actually my attitude was more common at IBM I daresay. Here it’s “I did something! I did something!” and it pisses me off. I end up resenting people because I’d feel like a fool doing the same thing, but this way they reap the rewards that I will never get, and if I complained about their approach it would make me look like a resentful bitch. 😕

Anyway enough of that negativity. The job is generally rather bearable and the sky is blue! 😀 Oh yeah, shall I take some pics to display my haircut, haircolour and sunburn? Suuure, why not. Here goes:

The hair colour is the result of “can’t be bothered to bleach and am very broke anyway so let’s see what it looks like.” People generally like it and I think it’s ok too and we’ll see what happens next. Haircut by John’s gay sidekick who did a great job as usual and is lovely and actually knows me and remembers the cut I want and the stuff he told me last time I was there even tho that was months ago! (cuz I went to a different salon last time cuz I was impatient… I will never stray again! she did a shit job too.) I’ve never really had a “personal hairdresser” before and always scoffed at people who did. 😛

Now if only I remembered his name… I feel bad. When I called for the appointment John was on the phone and asked “do I do your hair or does [insert name]?” and I paid no attention and forgot the name instantly. I said “whichever, you’ve both done it”, and he put [insert name] on the phone and… yeah. I don’t know my hairdresser’s name. I could call anonymously and ask? 😐 Cuz next time I’m likely to just pop in again as I usually do and then he’ll recognize me and talk to me and I still won’t know his name. :))

Er anyway. Did you know Monday’s a bank holiday? I bet you did – I didn’t until this morning and had another “damn if I’d known I could’ve gone somewhere!” moment of course. Except I couldn’t really cuz I’ve already been places, and will go places, and I am very broke, so I can’t afford going anywhere, and besides it will be fun to have 3 days of doing nothing. 😀 Well, I’ve had plans for things… so maybe I’ll actually put those into action. Or maybe the weather will still be nice and I can perfect my sunburntan (unlikely tho according to the BBC).

And that’s a long enough entry for now.

[edit 23:00] I also like the nicely hot feeling of a sunburn on your skin.