Working Girl

I warn you – I’m buzzing, so this may be a rambling blog day! I’ve just done my first days work for a decade! Sure I had odd jobs while at uni but they were all part-time and never more than five hours to a shift, so the last time I did a full day was a Saturday at the flower shop when I was 14.
Today though, I re-entered the gainful world of employment.
Tom Scott and his wife run a small wallpaper store in town and they’ve decided to send out a huge mail-shot as a way of getting more business. So today I helped sort 12,000 letters into postcode areas, bag them in appropriate sacks, and then help load the sacks onto a mailvan. £6 an hour with lunch provided, and unlimited use of the teapot.
The morning was a bit of a confusion while I got the hang of what we were doing, but after an hour or so it was second nature, and then the afternoon just flew by. Tom was pleased with our efforts and says they may need help next month when the business sends out their Christmas cards. So that’s another possibility in November.
Truth is, adrenalin rush aside, I’m absolutely exhausted. How the Hell people can do this six days a week is beyond me.. If I can’t find someone who’ll pay me to sit on my fat arse and eat, I may just stay on the dole or retire.

RC 21-10-08
1958 BST