Monday, March 15, 2004
...A black day.
All sorts of depressing things are happening. The father of one of my best mates is very sick again, won't go into too much detail as he will probably not appreciate, there's this mess in Spain, and last night my workmates son was in a bad traffic accident when his girlfriends father was dropping him home. He's in intensive care now, and his girlfriends father didn't survive the crash.
I have been in no mood to put forward a welcoming face to our borrowers. Scratch that- I feel positively affronted at having to sort out their shitty little problems. They aren't to know, of course, but I just can't keep my mind on the job. Or typing for that matter.
All sorts of depressing things are happening. The father of one of my best mates is very sick again, won't go into too much detail as he will probably not appreciate, there's this mess in Spain, and last night my workmates son was in a bad traffic accident when his girlfriends father was dropping him home. He's in intensive care now, and his girlfriends father didn't survive the crash.
I have been in no mood to put forward a welcoming face to our borrowers. Scratch that- I feel positively affronted at having to sort out their shitty little problems. They aren't to know, of course, but I just can't keep my mind on the job. Or typing for that matter.
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