*coughcough* ;_;
Nov. 11th, 2007 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flyboy_foxAt first, when I found out that I'd got the job, I was shocked. I remained in shock for about two hours. Then I was slightly hyper for about ten minutes, feeling pretty proud of myself and accomplished. Then the fear and panic set in n.n; I still haven't really got around to feeling HAPPY about getting the job. I mean, arg, it's all the way in Bristol, so I'll have to commute there every day (busy crowded rush hour trains ._.), and then... it's phone based in a HUGE call-centre with, quite literally, 200 employees up there fielding calls from Lloyds TSB branches across the country. I know I'll be trained and all but... argh! Terrified is an understatement ^^;;
Of course it doesn't help that I've managed to catch a cold right before work starts ;_; I'm all sniffly and tickly-throated and woozy-headed. That helps :\ Thanks a lot, dodgy immune system :P Oh well, it doesn't seem too bad right now. Hopefully it'll just be a mild one.
I almost forgot about today being 11/11. It just so happened that I was listening to the radio while I made my (laaaate) breakfast, and managed to tune in just a couple minutes before 11. So I observed the minute's silence, feeling slightly guilty that if I hadn't turned the radio on right then, I would have forgotten about it completely. I suppose there's no real need to feel guilt; the minute of silence shouldn't really be any more significant than any other minute of reflection, beyond the fact that it's being nationally observed. And of course, I have no personal ties to the war. Yet I can't help but feel the poignancy of the moment, even if I can't comprehend the enormity of what it's about. Nevertheless, war goes on every day, and remembering the dead from one era doesn't change the fact that atrocities continue daily. Eh, I dunno. And so it goes.
Man, my head is fuzzy. I'm gonna go take a shower and see if that helps ^^; See ya later!
Of course it doesn't help that I've managed to catch a cold right before work starts ;_; I'm all sniffly and tickly-throated and woozy-headed. That helps :\ Thanks a lot, dodgy immune system :P Oh well, it doesn't seem too bad right now. Hopefully it'll just be a mild one.
I almost forgot about today being 11/11. It just so happened that I was listening to the radio while I made my (laaaate) breakfast, and managed to tune in just a couple minutes before 11. So I observed the minute's silence, feeling slightly guilty that if I hadn't turned the radio on right then, I would have forgotten about it completely. I suppose there's no real need to feel guilt; the minute of silence shouldn't really be any more significant than any other minute of reflection, beyond the fact that it's being nationally observed. And of course, I have no personal ties to the war. Yet I can't help but feel the poignancy of the moment, even if I can't comprehend the enormity of what it's about. Nevertheless, war goes on every day, and remembering the dead from one era doesn't change the fact that atrocities continue daily. Eh, I dunno. And so it goes.
Man, my head is fuzzy. I'm gonna go take a shower and see if that helps ^^; See ya later!
