Wow! Today turned out to be a wee bit crazy - but terribly fun.
I worked my ninth day on the trot. Usually by this stage, my energy levels are flagging and I'm struggling to go on. I think that knowing it's Christmas helped, as everybody was very jolly! Although the store was busy, it wasn't crazy like at the weekend, either - so we could all relax a little, and take our time doing what needed to be done.
Then... my lunch break. It all goes nuts! We have a boss who is utterly, utterly crazy. In a good way. She goes out and buys a river of alcohol - and actively encourages the staff (on break or not!) to come down a drink or three!! So, of course, everybody gets merry. I drink a cup of cider; which isn't the coke and vodka she expected me to have, but satisfies her desire to see me drink something alcoholic!
If you know me at all, you'll know I'm not a big drinker. It's just not something I do. So, on those rare occasions where I do drink - I get tipsy very easily. This was no exception (and like I said, all I had was weak cider!). I spent the rest of my shift - as usual - generally being silly with my friends and colleagues in store. It's a shame my here will be ending next week!
After work, we all headed out to a nearby pub. I had a coke, and sat for an hour or so socialising with the rest of the team. Then I had to head away - as I had a train to catch!
My journey back home to Manchester was fun, too. I spent my time messaging friends and family a very 'Merry Christmas'. Most replied back, and so my journey time was consumed engaged with friends, exchanging pleasantries and the like.
When the train pulled into Manchester, I noticed one thing straight away - just how damn cold it is! The city is at least 3 or 4 degrees colder than London, I swear. Spending so long away, I really start to notice the difference. Still - it's good to be back, amongst the people who love me - and just in time for Christmas.