The Importance of Being Idle

Weekend Ahoy!

Today has been like pushing water uphill; hard work and largely pointless.
I got called in at the last minute to help with some of the mail deliveries we do, and for one reason or another they'd been allowed to back up all week so I got hit with a shitstorm of mail, all of it in seemingly random corners of King's Lynn. For those not in the know, King's Lynn is a shit hole. In a way that's sad because a) a lot of the work we do at the moment is up there so I spend far too much time there, and b) because once upon a time it must've been pretty neat. There are some fabulous old buildings there, one in particular a derelict on the dock front, that I would love to photograph sometime, but over all it's glory days are behind it and the best it can hope for now is to be swallowed in an earthquake, or destroyed by a volcano. Anyway, so yeah, I've basically spent ten hours, driving round KL looking to deliver one bloody magazine to pretty much every newsagent out there. It's been a ridiculous day, as newsagents tend not to cluster together it's not like you can just get rid of lots of your drops all at once, and for what little work I've effectively done (delivering junk mail to people who don't want it) I've spent an awful lot of my time. Still, time equals money, so I guess that's no bad thing.
And with that, here comes the weekend. Let's hope it's fun, eh?

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:14 PM