For some reason this didn’t publish properly, so I shall be posting it now, to your wholesome regret:
(17/10/09)
(17/10/09)
JEEZ THIS IS LONG. KAY. BASICALLY WHAT HAPPENED IS A TON OF WEIRD STUFF. AND NOW
I 'M IN A RIVALRY WITH SIGN GUY OVER COMMERCIAL WEAR, POSSIBLY ON THE HIT LIST OF A VERY POSH LOOKING- BUT ALSO GOOD LOOKING FOREIGN LAWYER (so atleast I'll be happy when he stabs me.) AND THE OWNER OF GUIDE DOGS OWES ME COLLECTION MONEY... YEAH...
Got back from Guide Dog collecting. St Albans is weird. Lol. But it’s cool too, I spose.
Sign guy didn’t donate anything (DAMN HIM) But he kept grinning at me while he walked in his endless, little circles of the town. He has quite a weird expression when he does that, he looks very smug. Along with his ear phones plugged in constantly it looks quite funny. It was a bit hard not to notice, he went past like 6 times... I think he was just jealous of my fluorescent vest. Not many people have a fluorescent vest, I can tell you that. All he has is two bits of cardboard slung round his neck. I so totally smash that with my vest, muahahaa...
And thus, the Sign guy - Di rivalry has begun.
TALLY
Di - 1
Sign guy - 0! HAHA. In you face, smug-sign-guy!
I didn’t have any stickers this time, I was quite disappointed. But no one else who works for Guide Dogs likes the stickers. (Smelly people). I think it’s because they’re easy to drop, and once they’re gone you’ll never get them back. You can only hide them with your shoes and a very-careful-positioning of your dog's ass. But I like them, and I find it funny when people go past and point at their stickers, like it’s some kind of ID and I’m a weird doggy bouncer or something. And if I don't see them I'll tackle them to the floor and force them to get their wallet out.
The trick to the stickers is having them ready before you need them. (I’m not one to be organised but I think I’m quite good at this. LOL for once... I have a purpose omg!)
People with their kids keep calling me ‘lady’ when they make them put the money in the pot. It makes you feel important LOL.
There were all these nice ladies giving Vinnie treats, I swear he got the equivalent of his breakfast. Not that he was complaining, Vinnie was working it. Giving the paw and everything, Vinnie the ladies dog. LOL
I feel sorry for this foreign guy (he was quite fit actually... wow I said fit, I always despised that expression...) Anyways, he was looking for a bank I didn’t even know was in St Albans, so I said I didn’t know and told him to go in the direction of the other banks (left, since I was outside Waterstones.) And about half an hour later he went past me the other way, making that weird 'Thanks for trying anyway' kinda face and gesture. I found it funny and felt guilty at the same time. Twas' a confusing time.
He looked quite official though, he had one of those weird tucked-in scarf things and a black coat. He looked like a lawyer or something, >.>;;; I hope he wasn’t...
Also there was this really weird guy. He came up to me and asked me whether the person in charge of Guide Dogs had paid his debt yet. So I just stood there a little bewildered and he went on to talk about this weird thing about him having a three million pound debt because he took it out for a house or something like that, and that it’s all his fault the economy is going all crappy and stuff. I told him honestly that I had no idea what he was talking about but that I apologize on his behalf. And then that sent him off on another lecture about me being dragged into a corporate scheme and whatnot. So I did what all people do when they are pretending to listen; I nodded and agreed. I felt like one of those people you get on the end of complaint phone-calls...
But the strangest thing about this guy (he looked like father Christmas O__o) was that he was saying it all with a grin on his face and all cheery and stuff. Then he finally ended with "AND THAT is why I can’t give you money... I’ll stroke your dog though.” It was just like, oh okay O__o;;
I didn’t have any stickers this time, I was quite disappointed. But no one else who works for Guide Dogs likes the stickers. (Smelly people). I think it’s because they’re easy to drop, and once they’re gone you’ll never get them back. You can only hide them with your shoes and a very-careful-positioning of your dog's ass. But I like them, and I find it funny when people go past and point at their stickers, like it’s some kind of ID and I’m a weird doggy bouncer or something. And if I don't see them I'll tackle them to the floor and force them to get their wallet out.
The trick to the stickers is having them ready before you need them. (I’m not one to be organised but I think I’m quite good at this. LOL for once... I have a purpose omg!)
People with their kids keep calling me ‘lady’ when they make them put the money in the pot. It makes you feel important LOL.
There were all these nice ladies giving Vinnie treats, I swear he got the equivalent of his breakfast. Not that he was complaining, Vinnie was working it. Giving the paw and everything, Vinnie the ladies dog. LOL
I feel sorry for this foreign guy (he was quite fit actually... wow I said fit, I always despised that expression...) Anyways, he was looking for a bank I didn’t even know was in St Albans, so I said I didn’t know and told him to go in the direction of the other banks (left, since I was outside Waterstones.) And about half an hour later he went past me the other way, making that weird 'Thanks for trying anyway' kinda face and gesture. I found it funny and felt guilty at the same time. Twas' a confusing time.
He looked quite official though, he had one of those weird tucked-in scarf things and a black coat. He looked like a lawyer or something, >.>;;; I hope he wasn’t...
Also there was this really weird guy. He came up to me and asked me whether the person in charge of Guide Dogs had paid his debt yet. So I just stood there a little bewildered and he went on to talk about this weird thing about him having a three million pound debt because he took it out for a house or something like that, and that it’s all his fault the economy is going all crappy and stuff. I told him honestly that I had no idea what he was talking about but that I apologize on his behalf. And then that sent him off on another lecture about me being dragged into a corporate scheme and whatnot. So I did what all people do when they are pretending to listen; I nodded and agreed. I felt like one of those people you get on the end of complaint phone-calls...
But the strangest thing about this guy (he looked like father Christmas O__o) was that he was saying it all with a grin on his face and all cheery and stuff. Then he finally ended with "AND THAT is why I can’t give you money... I’ll stroke your dog though.” It was just like, oh okay O__o;;
It's like he was hiding round the corner, saw all of us collecting and thought up this elaborate speech about debt, and houses and economy that the common teenager wouldn't give a crap about, just so he wouldn't have to say. "No change, sorry."
I mean he was a perfectly nice chap, I would of let him stroke the dog and walk off if he'd just said that. Gosh. Oh well, it amused me.
AND THEN I got my comicbook and all was well in the world (:
Woo~ Weird day...
My collection pot thingy was heavy. It hurt my hand at the end of the day. It shows how much change people carry round with them.
I am so big headed saying this, but I am STILL, THE UNQUESTIONABLE LEADER OF THE COLLECTING TABLE, MUAHAHAA
Sorry, I couldn't resist.
I'm in a very challenging mood today~
OMG there were these very angry looking army people going round as well (well their sergeant looked angry anyway). They were going round with this bucket shouting reasons out about why you should give them money, while the cadets just sleepily followed after him, pretending to look angry whenever he looked back at them for support. The lady on my table said what they were doing was illigal when I got back to give in my vest and stuff. They were looking at us like we should give them money. Even though we had this massive poster saying 'GIVE TO GUIDE DOGS'. It was like charity wars... I wonder if Santa claus guy gave them anything...