cute seacrest guy

Dee has been pestering me all afternoon and it has finally come down to a bet over a chocolate bar (of our own choice.) She reckons the guy from the Seacrest stall down the aisle from us is crushing on me. Apparently (according to her exaggerated and overactive imagination,) he keeps staring up at me. I find this hard to believe but he does smile everytime he goes past and turns up unexpectedly nearby. I've selected the cookies and cream kitkat for when I win this little wager. Just because he's kind of cute in a dorky way doesn't mean that he's not a pedophile stalker.

We had an interesting day today, all working a 9-7 shift because our new girl didn't turn up. Later on in the day, for free school holiday activities, a bunch of footie guys turned up. They were from the Comets team, which I had never heard of. After a google search I discover they are in fact Rockhampton's very own rugby league team. One of the forwards had his hair straightened and coiffed so much that Dee became jealous. What is with all the men these days? I'm sure most of them would spend more time on their hair than I would. It's a little disturbing. BE A MAN!

An interesting phenomena in this town that seems to be popular among the hoardes of teenage males is their hair style. Let me describe it for you. They straighten the fringe and part it at the front, usually slightly to the side and then spike it right up at the back. It's not like it's short hair but at least an inch and a half and just insanely ridiculous. It looks so very strange like they're trying to copy something and it's just gotten lost in the chinese whispers of fashion. Filtered down till it becomes the dregs. Mass-produced idiocy.