I suppose it couldn't last for ever...
...but I got a new job!
As of 5th March, I'm going to be working for a fancy retail development company, in fancy offices (probably ones which don't have a toilet in the kitchen) just behind Selfridges and for a boss who doesn't seem like the sort of person who would have a go the day after you get back from your mum's funeral for not clearing your desk before you left. Oh, and with a rather large pay rise as well.
Tra la! I can now afford to treat myself to those little luxuries, like a hair cut, a pension and that filling the dentist suggested I have a couple of months ago.
Up yours, old job.
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Behind Selfridges? Now that's dangerous ....
Up yours old boss.
As I like to make trips there (Selfridges) on my TaxiCard, we could meet for lunch sometime? Or the ice cream place inside it? Unless I just imagined the ice cream place. They do have some massive massage chairs to try out in the home electrics department - we could just sit in them for half an hour. They do your back, bum, arms, calves and everything.
Can I get a "whoop" from the back?
Thank you everyone, very much, and please send help when I'm lost beneath a pile of new handbags, shoes and shiny kitchen appliances.
Lucy: YES, all of those things.
Go Kate! Congratulations
xo