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vixalicious) wrote2006-05-18 08:15 pm
vixalicious) wrote2006-05-18 08:15 pm
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*sighs*
Okay, so here's the part about my job that I always think no one understands. Or at least, not at first. Y'all probably do because I whinge about it all the time.
So I'm in Ireland. I don't have to work tomorrow; I have a noon flight to Paris. Yes, I realize that all of that sounds quite glam, and I'm happy I get to do stuff like this.
But it's 8pm on a Thursday. And I want to go out. But not by myself.
I've promised myself I would; I've gone to the trouble of finding out from my trainees where I should go. But a big part of me just wants to stay in and eat take away and watch TV, because I find it so uncomfortable to be out alone. And when it's not uncomfortable, it tends just to be dull. During the day, it's fine, I don't mind at all - I can go sight-seeing and generally have a grand time. Night-time is a different story.
So. Right. Going now. *pushes self out the door*
So I'm in Ireland. I don't have to work tomorrow; I have a noon flight to Paris. Yes, I realize that all of that sounds quite glam, and I'm happy I get to do stuff like this.
But it's 8pm on a Thursday. And I want to go out. But not by myself.
I've promised myself I would; I've gone to the trouble of finding out from my trainees where I should go. But a big part of me just wants to stay in and eat take away and watch TV, because I find it so uncomfortable to be out alone. And when it's not uncomfortable, it tends just to be dull. During the day, it's fine, I don't mind at all - I can go sight-seeing and generally have a grand time. Night-time is a different story.
So. Right. Going now. *pushes self out the door*