The little fairy.

Today went off to a triumphant start as I got on the bus to be informed that the ticket machine wasn't working, so was travelling for free. This two pound saving put me in a fantastic mood, made even better by listening to the Rocky IV Training Montage music on repeat on my walk to work. Doing so means I am forced to walk faster and not stop for anything.

My joy was short lived however, as I upon my arrival to work I discovered that we had not inexplicably closed and I would be working from 10am until 6pm in the sauna of despair as I like to call it in these warm days due to the non-functioning air conditioning. The shop was actually quieter than yesterday: I thought this impossible but I was proven wrong, and the introduction of a "simpler, quicker" new system for processing a particular complex transaction turned out to be an abysmal failure. Another major annoyance for the day is discovering that one of my colleagues took the initiative to sell an item on my staff account as they had been unable to fulfill certain targets that we are given in the sale. This has contributed to my weekly targets being godawful and said colleague having praise and admiration being smeared all over him for fantastic results. I appreciate that being a salesman can be dog-eat-dog at times but specifically shitting on your colleagues is a step too low in my eyes.

I found myself amused for a while by switching every television to the same channel; a task that is far more involving and time consuming than it sounds. The onlooking staff from head office (who were doing a check on the store to ensure everything was correct) threatened to change all the channels when I was away, which I then requested they actually did, as it would give me something to do for the afternoon. Whilst said in jest it turned out that it would have been a welcome distraction as for long periods I was walking around the store to find there was not a single customer. This boredom lead to some insanity in the staff apparently as when new tickets were being put out, Paula overheard that I had put out the last few bundles, interjecting "Oh, so you're the little fairy who's been putting them out when we weren't looking".

This evening I found a download for Oingo Boingo's Farewell Concert. I would LOVE to buy the DVD and be all legit, but I am yet to find a website that is selling the out-of-print DVD for less than $100 + import fees as it is American. I will NOT pay that no matter how much I love them.