Elf
For the first time in five months my bank has seen a salary! Its not around the £20k mark that I’m after, but its enough to fund my Christmas shopping (which now has to be done before my operation) and a little donation into the ‘Fly-the-Nest’ bank account. I’ve been fiercely guarding my shifts, which have the unnerving tendency to change or disappear altogether without notice, and have signed up for all the overtime I can get! This means I am now a main character at Lapland UK, starting tomorrow, and having about as many acting skills as J-Lo, am rather terrified. I shall be chanting my “think of the money, think of the money, think of the money” mantra throughout much of the day!
It hasn’t helped that I have been (foolishly) reading some of the bad reviews of Lapland UK on mumsnet.com. Whilst most of them are about Lapland UK’s opening year in 2007, which didn’t go brilliantly, some mention the staff this year, and I’m consumed by paranoia that they are talking about me! Some complaints which have done nothing for my ‘elf-esteem’ include: “inexpertly delivered dramatics,” “spotty yoofs dressed as elves” and “inane elf banter.” Yet it must be said that these same critics are also lamenting that “the snow was not real snow,” “not one of the live reindeer had a red nose” and “the elves were not played by midgets, but by young adults.” So you just can’t please everyone!
