Bizarre First-Aid

First-Aid course yesterday, with a very bizarre trainer – a post-middle-aged roly poly lady, very pleasant but unable to finish her sentences – she just sort of tailed off, leaving a puzzled dozen attendees. She was also given to entirely inappropriate vaguely sexist comments – “ooh, you’ll enjoy that” – “the only reason I go to my physio is he’s very hunky” – “what’s that in your pocket? (titter)”. She also launched into several incredibly vicious tirades about her husband during the course of the day. And there weren’t even sandwiches, though the coffee was good. L attended with her boss, as they also needed to renew, so a small pub lunch was in order.
In work-related news, I’m so painfully quiet it’s frightening; and I’ve heard nothing about the website proposal I put in last week. Eek! Gringotts, here I come…


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