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Interview, 3pm tomorrow. Leaving 9am or so tomorrow morning. It's not far off from the parents' place which is _really_ convenient. Only about 20 minutes walk, near Bayswater station. This is all good.
The jobs I had planned for Saturday night, I feel that these are going to go horribly horribly horribly wrong. I'm supposed to have paperwork delivered tomorrow, and of course I'm not going to be here. I'm supposed to be going to Huddersfield Saturday night. I don't really want to do these jobs (doing surveys with customers in exchange for free drinks - £60 for an hour or two's work) but I'm a sucker and couldn't say no.
So this now means, I need one of several different things to be true:
Right. Time to set off for Meadowhall and the cinema.
The jobs I had planned for Saturday night, I feel that these are going to go horribly horribly horribly wrong. I'm supposed to have paperwork delivered tomorrow, and of course I'm not going to be here. I'm supposed to be going to Huddersfield Saturday night. I don't really want to do these jobs (doing surveys with customers in exchange for free drinks - £60 for an hour or two's work) but I'm a sucker and couldn't say no.
So this now means, I need one of several different things to be true:
- I pick up the paperwork from the sorting office on Saturday morning, meaning I HAVE to leave London on Friday night, which I'd rather not do
- I pray my post gets here before I leave at 9-9:30 tomorrow
- I print out the paperwork and go without drinks vouchers, making life really difficult
- I don't do the jobs
Right. Time to set off for Meadowhall and the cinema.