When I woke up this morning I noticed that it had been raining all night and as well as this morning. I was a little excited as I would have to wear my red gum boots for the first time to work! Looking at them I felt a little silly and thought that I really shouldn't be out in public wearing these. But I managed to finally convince myself that it was a great idea and that who ever thought that I was silly, doesn't know that in fact that I was silly. I also had to prepare some clothes as I would be going to a party right after work. But I also had an interview which I had to be at from 4pm, so I let me friend know who I catch the train with that I was running a little bit late, as I had started to head off to the bus stop in my shiny new gumboots, only to realise that I had completely forgotten to bring with my my usual work shoes and had to make the trek back home.I also let her know that it was probably a good idea as I was wearing the red gum boots.
I got into work a few minutes late, since I caught the later train. I received a few comments from work friends about my shiny red gum boots, and was told that it was a great idea to wear them to work with all the wet and flooded streets about. So I felt a little proud of them. In fact I had contemplated on wearing my think blue coat to work as well, but feared that I would have looked too much like Paddington bear and decided against it.
Throughout the day we ended up hearing about the bombings in Boston and that they weren't sure what and who had done it, and they were looking into finding the people involved with it. A lot of people were already calling it an act of terrorism, and I guess in a way it is a form of it. But I had personally thought that it was most likely just one white guy, similar to the Oklahoma bombings.
At 11am the team heading off to a nice coffee shop where we had a fun weekly meeting where we ended up having a small meeting plus the game of squares. Though during the meeting I received a call about a job offer and had to step out of the coffee shop for a while. I was little concern about the job offer as it was for an extra position (which is casual work), and they wanted me to pay an upfront fee of about $250.00, which is for a photo shoot etc. So I thought it was a little odd, especially since they had text me offering me a job THEN told me to forget about the job and to pay for the photo shoot first. I had a bad gut feeling about it and decided against it.
Headed back to work just a little after 12 and got stuck into answering a large amount of email before lunch. We had been told that the assistant manager who was looking after a few things while the manager was away would be away for two days. Thursday and Friday due to a conference that had been scheduled.
Not much happened through the day, and mostly because I was nervous about the interview which I had at 4pm. So at 3:30pm I packed up my desk and got ready for the interview, before heading off to World Square the offices were at. It was a little difficult finding the place, but I ended up finding it on time. It looked a little promising, more so that the others that I had and left there feeling a little confident. I then headed off to Circular Quay were I was meeting up a friend of mine before the party. We had a few hours to kill so we stopped City Extra to have something to eat before the party.
At a little after 6pm we headed over to the Cruise Bar where the party was being held. There were already a a large group of people who had started to line up. There was also a guy dressed up as a zombie walking about, and I am pretty sure it was the same zombie guy that I saw for Norman Reedus interview that was walking up and down through the crowds. The funny thing was a copy ended up pulling him a side and wanting to find out what he was doing.
Once we got in were had a pretty good time. People were playing the new Dead Island game, which looked very interesting. There were competitions to win a trip into space. I didn't enter as it mentioned the vigorous training you would have to do, and I didn't think I would be able to make it into space. I ended up seeing a guy who looked very familiar, and I don't know where I noticed him and it was bugging me the whole night and every time he walked passed. For some reason I kept thinking that he looked like one of the boyfriends that Buffy had on the TV show called Parker Abrams, and in a way he did kinda look like him... even though I knew it wasn't him. Bah! Hated when you think you know someone and you can't remember were.
At the party there was also a place where they can put some makeup on you to look like you got injured. I thought what the hell and ended up getting it done anyways. My friend Rocio ended up getting one that look like she had a shot in the head and mine was pretty gross of a big gash on my face. It looked as though that I had been stabbed on the cheek with a piece of glass, as it looked as though the piece of glass was still on my face. There was also some weird drinks which they gave zombie names to. We had one and noticed that there was a piece of lychee on the bottom of the glass which made it look as if it was a piece of brain.
Rocio put a picture of her 'wound' on Facebook which sparked one of her friends telling her off and that she should be sensitive to what had happened throughout the day. I commented on the picture and told her we were at a zombie party, which sparked off more insults to me. I thought it was pretty funny considering at no point we had made fun of people dying, we were just celebrating the release of a game.
At about 10pm we headed off home. Rocio had already taken off her 'wound', but I kept mine on. Which made a lot of people point and look at me from a distance. I even gave a couple of people a shock on the train. It was so very hard at not to laugh. Especially when people were pointing and talking to a friend of theirs in another language when you just knew that they were talking about you. I half wished that I would go to work in the morning like this, but I knew that was never going to happen. Once I got home I washed off the make up from my face and ended up crashing on my bed asleep.
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