mememememe - for when you're out of inspiration. I can't remember where I saw this - if it was you, I do apologise.
Five snacks I’d enjoy in a perfect, non-weight gaining worldHula hoops/pretzels/rice crackers/M&S seasalt and black pepper crisps/salt and shake crisps
Mmm, salt...
Five snacks I enjoy in the real worldSee above
Five things I’d do if I were a billionaire: (freak out and cry. Too much money to cope with. Too much responsibility, even in a fantasy. Let’s pretend it said millionaire:)
1.) Pay off all my friend’s debts and buy them all houses.
2.) Buy the derelict building in Chisenhale Road and turn it into a arty community centre type place with a café.
3.) Go away and see all the places I want to & can’t afford (Tokyo, Kerala, San Francisco, etc etc etc.)
4.) Get a big fuck-off SLR and take photos to my heart’s content.
5.) Turn Kenwood House into Chateau Slaminsky. Okay, maybe I could cope with the billions after all.
Five jobs I’ve hadUsherette – no uniform sadly, though I did get a torch
Careworker – old people + incontinence + alzheimers = not the job for me
Editorial Assistant – they sent me to flog their dodgy Mind Body and Spirit books at the Mind Body and Spirit Festival once. As I was what you might call a bit sceptical, I spent the whole time chanting ‘fuckoff fuckoff fuckoff’ at customers in my head to see if their supernatural, psychic skill would detect my aggressive, sceptical aura. It didn’t.
Book buyer – it was a surprisingly blokey atmosphere in the buying office. I suspect they were compensating for the fact that sitting at a desk buying books all day is not the most macho of professions.
Teacher of English as a Foreign Language – Lots of lovely students all the time, fascinating talking to them, but 7 hours of conversation in a row took its toll. I became notorious for trying to cut the hour short. I think my record was 25 mins.
"Well done! You’ve covered the work in
less than half the time. Kthanxbye!"
Five places I have livedNorwich
Streatham
Hampstead Garden Suburb
Barcelona
Hackney
What was I doing 10 years ago?Was working in a bookshop in Holborn.
It was a chain of bookshops, ours was the neglected branch of the chain, they didn’t even bother opening on weekends, with not much passing trade, and consequently employed a random assortment of waifs and strays who’d been taken in more or less out of charity. It was never very busy. Once we had a shoplifter and that caused maximum excitement. Once they evacuated the whole street because of a suspected bomb and it was the most fun we'd ever had.
I remember working in the basement (music books, art and reference) feeling calm and peaceful like I was a fish floating in a goldfish bowl, and thinking to myself ‘Well this is all very nice but I MUST GET OUT OF HERE OR NOTHING WILL CHANGE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE’. Plus it was minimum wage.
They were very nice there though. They bought me a Walrus beanie baby
and Courtney Love's biography (that I used to sneak reads of) when I left.
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