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Something of a day. It began with a job interview and ended with me covered in petrol.

I had my job interview at 10am. I dropped the maternal at work and then off I went. I don't know how I did in the interview, but I would guess I was about average. Doesn't matter as I don't want the job. The place was not very pleasant and I wouldn't use the word "hectic" so much as disorganised. I didn't much like the place at all, from the moment I walked in. Then, they told me the part about 6:30am starts. So... I don't think so, somehow.

All the same, good practise.

All: Tell us about the petrol.

In good time. I forgot about my medication, so I went home to take it. Poor old Toby has to stay at the doggy-hospital at least until tomorrow. Since the vet is two streets away, I dropped in to visit him. He was very sad and quiet, and I think a little doped up. But he wagged his tail and gave me his stupid-looking grin. I was very sorry to not take him home, and he would gladly, but dodderingly, have come.

After seeing the puppy, I drove to town to prepare and post the parcel of the week. I got lunch while there, and took the five minute drive to my office. Cue the freakin' printers busted YET AGAIN!!! GAH!!! At 2:00, we had a show at a primary school a short drive away.

I appointed Deb, one of the longer-term actors to be in charge. I told her to just do my job, exactly as I do it, and provided her with the helpful hints I wrote yesterday. I played her role as Chloe, the bully. There were only twenty kids, which I think was good for Deb's first time. We had fun and I drove everyone home, before heading for the shops.

So, I enter the petrol station. Pop my fuel cap, fill my tank no trouble. Then, it doesn't stop pumping when the tank is full. Instead, the darn thing elected to shoot petrol out at high pressure and into yours truly. I reacted quickly, but not quickly enough. A large part of my right side was soaked in petrol. The pressure-fueled jet popped out of the right side of the tank. Thank goodness, it hadn't appeared at the top (as I think it would have, had I been resting the pump on the bottom, instead of to the left). It would have basically gone right into my mouth.

Horrified and actually dripping petrol from my skirt, I went inside and reported that the pump had backfired on me. The response:

"Forty-two dollars."

Not freakin' kidding. He even charged me for the petrol that was all over me! Too flustered and upset to argue, I paid him and went into the bathroom to try and clean myself up enough to get into my car and down the street back home. I achieved this, but I still reeked.

I got home, and was sniffed by a little dog and a little cat, both of whom promptly ran away. Then I called my parents, to beg for advice on washing my clothes. I knew putting them in the washing machine was extraordinarily bad. While I failed to reach parentals, my Uncle came in. He has come to stay a few nights, as he and my Dad both have a birthday tomorrow. He asked me what was wrong and when I told him, he said, "Oh, that's what the smell is."

I had a shower and put my clothes outside, so they wouldn't stink up the house. Now I've got most of them soaking. Not my coat, however. That will have to be drycleaned.

Clean, dry and exceptionally annoyed, I decided it was smackdown time. I called Caltex Customer Services.

I was mostly distressed that nothing had been done about the pump which clearly didn't have a working cut-out, and the petrol spill on the concrete. I was told that correct procedure was to immediately put me in the shower, fully clothed. The pump should have been declared out of order and definitely the spillage should have been cleaned. That's what the emergency spillage kit is for. The spillage, aside from what was on me, covered an area about half the size of my car!

Anyway, I was given profuse apologies, and an offer to pay my drycleaning costs. I was also called back later to be told that the fellow who had not given a damn had been given a strong talking-to. Who knows if it's true, but I might take them up on the dry-cleaning thing! I am going to check tomorrow if that pump is out of commission. If it isn't, I'll be calling customer service again. Not everyone fills their tanks, and the thing might only intermittently fail, but imagine if someone were sprayed in the mouth!

Anyway, I eventually went out to get my medication then came home to sulk that I was still smelly!

But I had 2 lovely packages waiting for me from Marina, Marija and Dayna!!! The cows, the cows!!! So, it was nice to come home and, though stinky, open a couple of parcels with cows in. And a pen. With cats. Loved the pen, ladies!

Anyway... that was my day. Stupid Caltex-Man.

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chunkymonkey24
Jul. 31st, 2007 10:36 pm (UTC)
Ugh, that sounds awful. As much as I find the faint smell of petrol quite pleasing, I'd hate for it to stink ut my house, my clothes and worst of all my skin. Argh. Stoopid Caltex-Man :P
miska_maz
Jul. 31st, 2007 11:28 pm (UTC)
yay im glad you got them :)

so completely amazed that u could actually stay sane with petrol on u. that clerk guy should have been hit with something bad! like wtf they do nothin but sit behind the cash counter u think he could be relativly nice! bastard!
flippyfrog
Jul. 31st, 2007 11:36 pm (UTC)
Oh god! Oh god that's fucking dangerous! Static electricity's everywhere in the car, I'm always getting zapped, and he let you drive your car covered in petrol!

*fumes* You have all rights to sue them. Are they paying for your petrol too? That's just disgusting.

*fumes some more*

And I thought your interview was today whoops. I should look at dates of these posts... 630am sucks mightily. Nah, go find yourself a small practice to work in. Have you tried lodging with a job agency yet?
flippyfrog
Jul. 31st, 2007 11:40 pm (UTC)
Oh, and CHECK YOUR EMAIL and if you have, RESPOND!

and if it's not there I MUST HAVE YOUR EMAIL WRONG SO COULD YOU PLEASE SEND ME AN EMAIL BACK WITH YOUR NEW ADDRESS ON IT, I'M SURE I'VE GOT IT RIGHT, BUT IT WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST TIME I'VE MESSED SOMETHING UP

thanks :D
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