End of the World

I had an unusual chat with a checkout girl last night. It was snowing outside and she found it odd that I was buying ice-lollies (no cornettos though- the new cheaper price had promted a rush on them. Or it could have been the post Hot Fuzz surge in sales, which presumably also occurred after Sean of the Dead.) and commented on the fact ("Somebody likes ice-lollies"). The conversation moved on to the odd state of the weather and then global warming. She threw in the suggestion that we need to end all the wars before worrying about global warming and finally that everything that was going on in the world was the start of the end of the world. An odd thing to hear at the supermarket, but much better than the surly behaviour normally served up by checkout staff.

Changes

Since my last entry, I have moved on from the stone cutting place to the cut throat world of librarian recruitment. The initial onset of hatred for my last job came on sooner than normal and I was forced to look for something else. Well, more asked one of my friends, who was leaving her job, whether they could swing it for me to replace her. She could and here I am now.

My colleague is off today and so after exhausting the few websites I find worth looking at, and in the bit of time before the cricket over by over coverage starts, I decided to get this back up and running.

In the meantime (apart from the new job, a particularly entertaining stone cutting Christmas party - a colleague was arrested and subsequently deported during it for urinating in public and I got to have a scary chat with a murderer, losing my glasses again while drunk and being a bit shambolic about making it back home to visit my family) I have been playing a worrying amount of World Of Warcraft.