I don't know why I always feel obliged to write at least one post per month. It means I end up like this with 2 hours left in the month trying to write some kind of summary of my month. I should focus myself, because I have a lot of free time related to other people. I had a big day today, 9 lessons of English, each at 40 minutes, equals 6 hours face to face...that can't be right, that's nothing, then a bit of time preparing before makes this a long day for me. The biggest problem is that between lessons I had 4.5 hours free, which sucks a bit. But tomorrow I'm returning to my true passion of dishwashing, what I do when I have no classes...yes. Dunno if I said this before, but the agency who sends me out to wash dishes has this policy where if you rock up at 7am, you get paid 5 hours even if they don't send you anywhere. Unheard of when I worked in London, you could sit there all morning and get sent home with nothing. This is because people call in sick at places, so they need extra people quickly, kind of like firemen, but with water and detergent instead of ladders and hoses. So sometimes I've gone there on days off, other days I mean to go, but I get tangled in bedsheets and can't make it. Most of the other people come from the east, south, or where ever, and I don't think any of them speak Danish, and then there's me, who also doesn't speak it. But my vast knowledge of Norwegian means they pick me first, because the clients want people who speak Danish, so I'm the next best thing. So all these other sloths get to sit there and scratch their arses while I trek out, often it's in the middle of no where, so by the time I get there, there might only be 6 hours left to work, while the other bastards almost get the same, it's the reward for trying.
I've been pretty busy the last month with guests, being the tourist guide, I've seen the little mermaid a million times now, and I can say it is a piece of shit, up there with Manneken Pis, and the crappy little sculpture in Vigeland Park that everyone seems obsessed with seeing, just because everyone else is. Crap. There is way better stuff in Copenhagen, but this little statue has swarms of people around it taking the same photo. Also noticeable with the arrival of summer is the amount of people selling those stupid bird whistles on the main street, I can constantly hear the sound of something that sounds nothing like a bird. And who the hell buys this crap? Anyway, life is good, I'm going to bed coz I start early tomorrow. Maybe I should try to write more often.