Fade....out....again....

I have loads to put down here, but I'm tired....

Radiohead on Tuesday night was everything I hoped it would be and so, so much more. More on this later, when I have the time and the inclination.

Big Brother looks like being a great show to watch this year. More on this when I have the energy.

I've not long come back from a leaving party.
The Sales Manager I used to work for at a different Dealership is leaving today. She's worked for the Company for over 10 years and is one of those people who everybody knows, everybody gets on with and everybody is sad to see leave.
She's stuck with working for the Company when she needn't have, to make sure her 3 kids have gone through University and managed to set themselves up with their own lives. Now, she's in a position where her and her husband can do what they want to do, without worrying about their kids.
She leaves with him on Sunday to travel the world for 18 months.
I'm unbelievably jealous, but also so happy for them both. This is what they have both worked for and when I hugged her an hour ago to wish her all the luck in the world, we both shed a little tear.

The rest of the people there....well, the majority of them, were pissed. It's great for me to be reminded just why I don't drink a lot, when I see them cavorting with each other, making fools of themselves and thinking how bad most of them will feel in the morning when they wake with hangovers....or in somebody's bed....or when they remember (if they can) the stupid things they said whilst under the influence.

Tonight, JB my Boss took me to one side to tell me that he was so proud of having me work for him....how brilliant he thought I was....how wonderful he thinks I am with my Customers....and how, after some thought, he has realised that I do deserve the £1000 bonus I should have got in February.
I've really struggled this year so far without that money....Without that bonus that I was told I was getting, but when it came to actually paying me, was then told that it "hadn't been taken into account" and wouldn't be getting it.
He's asked me to see him on Monday to remind him about it, so he can sort it out.
Of course, he was drunk, so I don't hold out much hope.

It was never about the money, it was always about the principal.

I have so much to get down here, but I'm tired....
And all I can think about is being with her tomorrow night.