Today hasn’t been good to me. I knew from way back yesterday that today wasn’t going to be a good day. Our receptionist and the person who usually serves as her replacement called in sick yesterday, which meant I was next in line to step in. So I abandoned my work and duties and to play receptionist instead. Which sadly enough translate to ‘my job is so trivial that given that over answering phones; answering phones wins hands down!’ I guess I’m not exactly saving lives there.

The day itself wasn’t that bad, except for when the receptionist called from home wanting to ‘chat’! Unbelievable! Clearly, I must live for her, I’m stuck doing her job and she calls me from the comforts of her home to chat!

A few minutes to closing, this East Indian girl with a ‘Sarf Landan’ (South London) accent (“know wh’a mean”, “innit”…) walks in with an application for her and her ‘boyfriend’. Girlfriend waits till I’m ready to collect payment and decides she doesn’t have enough so she’s going run to the bank downstairs! It was closing time already but she seemed desperate enough plus she said I looked like ‘one of her mates from ‘Croydon’ so I decided to be nice and help her out. I’m hurried and rushed; I leave 20mins after closing time.

I come in this morning and it all comes undone! I forgot to turn off the lights, lock the doors, post cash and log out of a very high security government database. I thought those things did themselves!

Like that wasn’t enough, my mate from Croydon is back (with her boyfriend in tow) because I totally applied her money to the wrong file and was stupid enough to give her a receipt for it! Her ‘boyfriend’ who, by the way is like twenty years to her thirty something is freaking out like it’s the end of the world!

The receptionist comes by every ten seconds to point out something I did wrong; I didn’t turn on the nightly phone message that says we’re close at night so all the insomniacs who called couldn’t tell we’re closed! I screwed up so much; I think I may even be responsible for children starving in Burundi. And when I thought I’ll try to forget my misery by indulging in some non-work related web surfing, I find out net nanny blocked access to most of my favourite sites!

Did I mention it’s been raining all day? Could this day get any worse?

PLAYING: Hey mama – Black eyed peas

READING: Lost – Joy Fielding

WATCHING: 1-800 missing

QUOTE: “I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew”