I'm typing my blog whilst sitting up at the counter of Roger's Relics it's not particularly busy and I can look busy but distant, a talent all shop assistants seem to employ in my opinion. I've worked here for a couple of weeks now and every day is different, which is great. This morning I sorted through a load of clothes Roger had bought at an auction, there was an interesting array of garments including some vintage jeans, patterned shirts and jersey dresses. Roger kindly asked if I'd like to choose a work outfit from stock as he wasn't sure how my polyester mix trousers and blouse combo would entice customers to buy his stock. Therefore I took a pair of jeans and a floral print shirt into the back office and tried them on; despite Roger saying that he was minding the shop I got the distinct impression that he was watching because his arm appeared around the door with a jazzy skirt and jumper combo at some point.
Anyway, that aside, I cope with such eventualities because I'm used to perverts. A weekend in Italy and work experience in the police taught me to be tolerant of such strange behaviour. Polly's coming in to relieve me at 1pm so I'll have the whole afternoon to myself, which is great as I've got to re-classify my bookshelf and de-bobble all of my cardigans. I must admit that I'm enjoying expanding my wardrobe, I don't usually wear jeans but I think, on reflection, they suit me.
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