I'm currently in the public library using the Internet. Why?
1.its free
2.I alienated myself at my local Internet cafe-two days ago I actually went into the Internet cafe and used the computers and when they wouldn't accept my payment in Euros (probably because that isn't the currency here), I said I'd come back later and haven't been back since.
3. you get to witness things like the man "studying" beside me- aka sleeping on a book entitled "Hello, is it me you're looking for?- the story of Alexander Graham Bell".
I'm working lots at Starbucks, getting to know the regulars. My favourites would have to be (in no particular order)
- stone cold fox from the states who always informs me of how long I've been in Scotland for-just wants to talk to me so bad
-two business men who think I'm American and therefor its okay when I often refer to them as life partners
-super hot British dad who now lives in Seattle but informs me every time he comes in that he "traveled to Banff and it was so beautiful, like a lot of things from Canada..."
Sandi there is a plethora of staff members who I'd love for you to meet. I mean there is no drive thru so there are no partners who know customers by the sound of there voice and asking them deeply personal questions, but you know there is going to be some shit show no matter where you work. Well this one sobs uncontrollably often, and is constantly asking me if I'm alright and tells me she is concerned that I'm not my usual self. This question actually came at 7:00am the second time I EVER met her and I found myself channeling Cluny and responding to her question with "Ya I'm fine. You literally don't even know me so I'm not sure where you are getting that I'm not my usual self, seriously." Quickly realizing that I pretty much verbally assaulted this girl who already lives teetering on the emotional edge, I followed up with a cheery "thanks for asking though" and went into the staff room without making any eye contact. I realized my original action may have been the right one when she told me three more times that day that I didn't seem myself- for f sakes lady. I actually felt quite bad and made it my mission to be pleasant to her. This was fine until she pulled some move and jokingly I responded "are you on drugs" as I would to anyone, friend or foe, as she responded "don't joke about that someone told our district manager that I was on drugs and now he really doesn't like me." Alrighty. TELLE HOO HOO.
I'll give everyone time to digest. In other news, Scottish people bet on everything. LITERALLY everything. This morning while reading the news paper I read through Ladbrokers (the betting agency) list of odds. Here are some of my favorites that I'm considering betting on (not making this up- actual money bets):
-what the number one Christmas single will be
-who is going to win dancing with the stars
-if its going to snow on Christmas (specific to postal code no lees)
-who is going to get third in dancing with the stars.
Messages to pass on:
*I here its nice and warm there...
*another package?!!? LUCKY
*dear Moxie, don't let anyone tell you you are not a lady anymore.
UPDATE- an old man just fell up the staris in the library. Too goo dto be true- I actually had to go back into this post just to tell you about how much joy it brought me.
PS he's fine & I love the library.
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dear rachel. you should have woken up that guy sleeping on the book and told him how alexander graham bell is canadian. ya. you would have seemed cool.
its like -500 here and everything is covered in snow. bogus.
moxie is fine. im more concerned about luther. he didn't eat the whole day that moxie was gone and he apparently cried alot. poor thing.
freya informed me this morning that carter had an adult sized booger.... just so you know.
ps. maybe you should post some pictures of your trip.. brit did.
Dear Heather. You should be informed that Alexander Graham Bell is Scottish. He lived in Boston for a large part of hid life and only had a summer home in Cape Breton. I kno0w I was shoked and Dismayed aswell.
Interesting shoice of things to update me on. Yea those are the bulk of the pics. I'm going to selectivly choose the ones I put on facebook, maybe. Going to an art show tomorrow so maybe I'll get some good shots for you.
You should have told the book guy that you've been to an Alexander Graham Bell's museum in NS.
I'm glad you used
of Cluny's "charm" to deal with you coworkers. Cluny and I decided that we wanted you to get to the bottom of the puke - please ask someone.
I've been showing Carter the christmas candle you gave me last year so he can spend some time with you over the hollidays, he loves it. His boogers are better btw.
muahahahahahahahahaha!
actually rolling on the floor peeing my pants i'm laughing so hard!!!
cluny
rachel,
this girl is priceless! you need to bring a camera to work and get a picture with her because, right now, i am definitely picturing a scottish... [____]. (i never know who reads these damn things i have to be careful) just say that you want to show your old canadian friends your favorite new co-worker.
and perhaps you should not be running through the streets of scotland as a fugative and stop using monopoly money.
i've showered two days in a row, i feel like i'm losing myself. in case you were wondering.
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