Ever wondered what goes on when the proprietor of secondhand record shop at the butt end of the world chucks in the towel and goes back to having a life??
…(even though I described this as a new pattern it was drawn 10 months ago and has been advanced to paintbook, expanded upon and now that I’m back on nightshift has made further appearances in sketchbook)….
…choosing to be on nightshift can often mean that you are unintentionally excluded from participating in the day to day group activities of a busy, team oriented workplace….
…there’s been considerable excitement at ours about a company wide, branch versus branch Xmas “decorate-the-office-competition” …
…someone even managed to borrow a float from Dunedin’s Santa Parade for group photos….of course they were arranged to take place whilst I would be sound asleep….
…I know I’m renowned for my anti Xmas-spirit…but deep down I’m a competitive bastard and was starting to feel a little left out…..the float was in the shed when I arrived at work and that note on the notice board did say I could shift it if I needed to…..
…so I had my own Santa Parade….
…so little time….so much to do…..
…so you should probably dock me 20 minutes for pissing about, Boss…
…jingle bells…
…(and the photos? ….. taken the next day before I clocked out!)…..