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I had a performance review at work the other day, apparently I am doing very well in Tesco and there were few things I needed to improve upon during my day to day routine. After being told all this I felt somewhat please with myself, until I was asked “Where do you see yourself in five years”.
I honestly have no idea where I will be in five years time, and I’m not to keen on the idea of still being with Tesco. In fact, I have no idea where I want to be in five years time. But obviously I couldn’t say that to the store manager, so I lied my way through the rest of the review, saying that I’d like to be at least a team leader by then or perhaps even more. As a result of this they have started training me become a team leader, although I won’t actually become one for at least six months. I’m kind of happy with this, but at the same time not so much; it makes life a little less boring in the great fluorescent fridge that is Tesco Express, but it also takes me a step closer to the start of what could possibly blossom in to career. I don’t know if I want to start a career yet.
I would like a change from being customer friendly, happy helper Pete to something a little more mentally engaging. But then again, a career in Tesco could have me sorted for life. I don’t know, I will just have to wait and see what happens.

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I don’t remember what my dreams were about last night, but I know I was happy. Now I’m mad because that feeling is gone. It wasn’t just a feeling of happiness, it was like a concentrated, powerful bliss. And now I have no idea how to get that feeling back.
The irony is that it’s stored up there in my head, somewhere, but my brain won’t let me find it. I’m making myself mad, for no reason.
Search for a TV show that is currently running, e.g. The Walking Dead, Dexter or Sons of Anarchy. People will post the name of the show in the title, and a completely unrelated gif from a completely different TV show in the body.
Why Tumblr, why?
I spent literally more than half of it sat talking to my manager, eating scones and smoking in the yard. Got bare cheap stuff from the reduced back stock too, three cans of Gillette Fusion shaving cream for only 91p! Bargain! I’ve also been abusing my discount card harshly as well, a discount on discount wares you say?
It’s weird to think I’ve had my job for a little over seven months. It feels like just yesterday I was sat in the interview, pretending to be a nice and well adjusted person.