:: Jules' Blog ::

:: Monday, July 14, 2003 ::

Snottogram phase one: Success!

I got a package in the post on Friday morning. "Ooh" thought I, "Maybe I've won a competition". Ripping open the jiffy bag on the way to the train station so as not to miss my train (I did anyway), completely ignoring the covering letter (much to Dave's amusement. Dave being Dave the graduate, who now owns a nice perky mortarboard - fancy dress party anyone? Bagsy the dreadlock hat!). Within said jiffy bag was...a packet of (slightly squished, naturally) hair dye! In my colour! (Not that I'm not a natural blonde or anything you understand!) I opened the covering letter on arrival at the train station when realising that my train would not be arriving for 20 minutes. Garnier are "very sorry that [I] have had to contact [them] regarding the problem that [I] have experienced." They then go on to say "Please find enclosed a voucher to the value of the product purchased" (£6. It's £3.99 in Wilkos!) "Together with a complimentary pack for your next application..."

I love complaining. Still no word from Sainsbury's yet...

I walked into work yesterday to find a puddle of chemicals on the floor (someone had forgotten to turn the tap off) and about 45 films which were supposed to be ready for that day (someone had forgotten to do any work). so I spent the whole day clearing up the Saturday staff's mess. I was not a happy bunny. Apparently they dragged the girl who was running the lab out at 4:30 to work on the counter. Unfortunately, the last hour of the day is usually spent tying up any loose ends and making the place manageable for the next day. Manageable it weren't. In return for my supervisor's crappiness, and the fact that he didn't phone to check I could work yesterday, I have left the message that I can't work next Sunday with someone who is highly likely to forget to pass it on :o) That'll teach 'em!

This week I'm on the East Tower shift. East Tower is quite a trundle from the runners' kitchen (but it involves going outside which was rather nice today). So I have to go over there in the morning and stock up their (tiny) fridge with drinks (which are immediately snatched out of my hands by the staff), then do drinks runs every hour or so. Unfortunately there isn't a coffee machine in East Tower, and people always ask for cappuccinos and lattes, so I have to go back to TVC to make the drinks, then bring them all back while trying not to spill them. There was one guy today who insisted on ordering drinks over the phone, even though I'd told him I'd be doing tea runs frequently. So I kept getting calls on my mobile from the kitchen while I was trying to carry (heavy) kitchen supplies, telling me that room <enter room number here> wants some drinks. "I KNOW!" Hmph.

This afternoon I finally tracked down the guy I went to uni with who also works at the Beeb, who took me round the Transmission Area, where they play out all the tapes to air. Probably not a terribly exciting job, but their office is more air-conditioned than our kitchen, so I might hang out there more often!

I kept feeling like I'd forgotten something at the end of my shift. Probably because this week I don't actually have to do anything before I go home, whereas last week I had to stock up the fridge, collect the cups, load the dishwasher, tidy the kitchen, clean and dismantle the coffee machine etc. before I could leave! Actually, I think I'd prefer doing that to having to get up at 6:30am!

:: Jules 9:47 PM [+] ::
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