. . . like the stars in the night sky and the li’l things you do, like finishing your work in half the time it takes anyone else to do the same. Yeah. Some things are made to go unnoticed and those same things can really piss me off at times.
I deliberately didn’t do any of Sunday’s “set tasks” this morning cus I knew I could finish it all this afternoon. Instead I pottered around, just made the place look a li’l better than before, a li’l more likely to sell some of the items with a high stockholding. I wouldn’t say I busted a gut to get things done this afternoon. Just made a bit of an effort. I thought it was fair enough to ask Nick to mark up the availability and do the corrections. There were only a few pages of the latter and I did three before he’d even gotten in. The whole lot could be done in an hour and a half max. I finished my bit two hours earlier than I should’ve so did the corrections for him. I wouldn’t say I worked my butt off but I got tons done. Does anyone even recognise it? No. Nobody realises what I do until I don’t do it.
I got out of the station about the same time as this random bloke. I wander to the front of the queue for the taxis whilst he wanders off to nose at the pre-booked ones. Bout five mins later a taxi arrives (in fact, two at once) and I hop on into the first. Before I’ve even shut the door I’m facing a torrent of abuse about how inconsiderate and ignorant I am and how he’s been waiting there before me. Now, aside from the fact that we both got there at the same time, had he not been foolish enough to ignore the pre-booked signs on the two taxis that were there when we both arrived, he would’ve had the taxi I was now sitting in. Taxi arrives, person at the front of queue gets in. Now forgive me for not seeing how that one is inconsiderate and ignorant.
We’ve been out this evening, since it’s been dark, on the playing field behind the house. Just lying there on the ground, looking up at the night sky, talking. You can lose yourself in that sky without even realising it and not even notice until you get up that you’ve toally cleared your mind.
Wahey! She’s back. It’s Starlet! We can all love pink again.
