In which our protagonist gets a day's work and sore ankles.

I was very happily woken up this morning by a job agency telling me I could have a day's work.

I'm going to be a dinner lady for the day. I really hope that the agency continues to find me temporary work, and that it follows the kind of careers you considered when you were a kid. So tomorrow I will be a dinner lady, the day after, a lawyer, then an actress. And so on. Next week: Fire woman, police woman, nurse, doctor, builder, business woman. It would be a lot more interesting than just getting an office job.

Meanwhile: Admiral's log day 2

good things:

- Tap rehearsal: Much practice is required for the new steps, but all will be well.

- A bit of reading.

- Seeing my lovely, positive supervisor.

- Chinese night: Not nearly as racist as it might be construed, good company, great food.

- Ringing home.

bad things:

- not much to report. Someone threw a banana skin out of the second floor window: jack asses.