Recollections

It was almost this time last year when I graduated. Mc Ewans was lit and so was the library cafe besides it. I met some people for the very last time in that graduation ceremony. It was also the time when I had met a lecturer who I had a falling out with the last. This memory which is supposed to make me happy saddens for this very reason.

Last week has been quite taxing. I was forced to come to the office to suit to my old managers requirements which is that she wants to see me socialise and then criticise for doing it. I didn’t realise that consulting now pays money for socialising. She has self assigned herself to be my mentor, which consulting me if I would like to be under her. The job front seems slow, I have only got two interviews so will need to put up for as long as possible.

My colleague informed me that the bank would be extending my contract, paying more money to my consulting company ha on back of my work. At times I don’t feel it I should be doing as much as I should be. I then see my project manager and how kind she and think about her dependence on me.
I’ll keep working for her at least.

Nonna is still quite pleased with her Shark hover. She says that she will first get a gardening equipment to take the hair off the carpet in my room before using her hover - I felt weird listening to that. She could see my annoyance over being called to the office to socialise and she told me to keep my head down and work. That’s exactly what I did.

I have also been tasked with organising the Christmas dinner. Does anyone know of any good eating and drinking places around Princes street?

Alas, that’s all of this week. I plan to go to Portobello tomorrow to breathe some beach air!