Well, after faffing abbout for a few weeks and catching up on my daytime tv, have finally found myself a job and am starting to question my return to the uk. Aside from being back in time to see the last few episodes of Sex and the City everything is pretty dull and everyone is just going about their dull little lives complaining that everything is dull and bad and evil (which it is!) and little else.

Maybe the problem is that I have returned back to my previous workplace. This is the third time I have been working for the RAC doing temp work, and I seem to be doing the rounds of the different departments, and yet little has changed. The people that call in (I am on the phones - and all the people either have received a very simplified form which clearly states what they should do and they are incapable of following instructions (eg, "I just got this form and it says to fill it in and send it back. What should I do?" Duhhh! And these ones always speak in heavy Westcountry or Glaswegian accents!) or want to yell at me (again in Glaswegian accents! Why they all seem to come from Glasgow is anybodys guess!) Needless to say its not very exciting, but I know that when I hand in my notice all that would happen is that i would go back to the agency and end up in a different department here. Such is my exciting life! Long live free tea and coffee!

I suppose the upside of being in work again is that I get paid. Hooray! And I am having the weirdest experiences of deja-vu and freakiness that my head just cant cope. Not only have I spent the last 45 minutes listening in to an old biddy going on and on and on about something (I fail to remember what, but I dont think it really matters that much if she receives a free brolly or something!) but I have had a blast from the past.

You know when you meet someone and you think you recognise them but are not sure from where or why? Well, I was on my coffee break and there was this guy that I recognised and he recognised me, but I couldnt quite place him, but thought he was someone I used to work with last time I was here. Turns out he was an ex who I havent seen for about 5 years and it was so satisfying that I could be really smug in that he recognised me and I couldn't recognise him. Is that wrong?