3 fucking miles?

Well I had training yesterday. My eyes were awful when I woke up at 7. I’d only fell asleep at 3am so I’d had like 4 hours kip. I got the train to Salisbury at 8:15 and stepped off the train in Salisbury at 9:20. I jumped into a taxi and arrived at the place 5 minutes late. 5 minutes wasn’t too bad. Unfortunately I didn’t have enough money to get another taxi back so at half 12 when my training finished I walked out the place and started walking up the road. According to google maps there was meant to be a bus stop on the road, a little further up. So on I walked, I was on the path on the opposite side walking towards the traffic and I passed 2 stops this side (going the wrong way to me) and I still hadn’t seen any on the side I needed. I checked google maps and I’d walked over a mile already. It started to rain and I walked a further mile and a half before I finally reached a bus stop where a bus took me near the station. When I was still searching for a bus stop my phone rang. A woman from a recruiting agency had seen my cv and had a job she thought I matched. She heard trucks in the background and asked me what I was doing? So I explained the whole thing and she laughed and asked me if I wanted her to google my location to see if there really WAS a stop coming up soon? Anyway, we talked about the role and I said I could interview any afternoon this week except Wednesday so she said she’d speak to the company and call me back. She phoned when I was between trains at Basingstoke and arranged an interview for today at 4.

My nan picked me up from the station at half 3 and I had dinner with her. My phone had died on the train from Basingstoke so I charged that soon as I got in.
At 8 my mom popped in on her way home from work to drop my Nan’s Mother’s Day card off, as mom didn’t see her on Sunday. We drove home to watch the Widower. It’s a good show, based on a true story, it was the final episode.
I went to bed and woke up this morning with awful eyes. I couldn’t see out of my right one. I cleaned them but it didn’t make a difference. So I emailed the HR lady to say I couldn’t make training and I got back into bed with my eye mask which I’d put in the fridge to cool it off a bit. It felt nice.
I slept till 10 then laid listening to the tv as I couldn’t risk watching it and making my eyes worse. At 1 I decided to go downstairs and get a drink. I sorted myself out for the interview. Shoved a bit of make-up on to hide my “Gucci bags” under my eyes and also the redness from the conjunctivitis making my eyes watery and sticky. I didn’t put anything specifically on my eyes or else they’ll end up irritated.
The HR woman phoned me just before I left and was really rude to me. She spoke to me like I was a naughty 5 year old and reckons I won’t be able to start working till May now because I missed that training session today :/

The recruiter lady picked me up at 3 and we did some paperwork. At 4 she drove me to the interview and it went really well. The guy basically said I’m the right fit for the job. He said they’ll let me know 100% tomorrow. I’m pleased it went so good.

My grandad picked me up from McDonald’s. I walked round there from the interview as it’s just round the corner. I needed a wee and I was hungry. We stopped at mine on our way home so I could change and drop my stuff off then we went back to his. I checked my email and charged my phone up with a nice cuppa tea then we watched Emmerdale. My phone always seems to need charging lol stupid iPhone!
So that is my day.

It is now April so that means a new #FMSphoto-a-day challenge list has been released on InstaGram and has since commenced. I can tell you that the April fool’s phrase/word is “something purple”.

Frozen came out on DVD yesterday. My brother’s girlfriend purchased it today and we watched it tonight. I love it. Olaf is so funny…

Anyways it’s late and I have training tomorrow. A long day!!

TTFN x

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