Do you want to know what I did today? Nothing.
That’s what I love about my job, sleeping till 12 is actually semi-acceptable. Except on weekdays when you need to confrim our booking between 10 and 11 while I watch the Gilmore Girls and drink copious amount of coffee.
I adore coffee. I do. It doesn’t love me though, a little Rennie with my morning pot. That’s why I love lattes, the milk seems to neutralise the acidity in the coffee. Not that I care – I’m an addict. Yes, I’m a hooker with a habit. Pretty sure this one won’t quite kill me one day unless I’m run over racing before Starbucks closes.
My day has been a whirlwind of playing Super Mario Brothers (ohhh it is just so good), eating pizza and talking absolute rubbish. Managed to send off some emails and answer the phone to tell the good old folks who want me to touch their unmentionables that I’m having a ‘me’ day and unfortunately shan’t be around to grope them.
Also a few chapters of Frankie Boyle’s autobiography; I’m not an avid reader of memoirs but he’s just as funny on paper and his anecdotes of a childhood in Glasgow, although much before my time, I find suprisingly relatable.
I’ll leave it in the loo for you to read.
Laura MacKenzie of London
Getting Hook'd... a girl's tale of sex and coffee 