Superman and Me
So, I’ve been pretty quiet lately - but this is due to busyness. Believe me. I’m beginning to understand what Clark Kent/Superman felt like in his day to day existence. Leading a double life is rather exhausting at times. Although I am not a Daily Planet journalist by day nor am I super hero by night - I like to think I can draw a small comparison. I happen to be PR by day and pub waitress by night. Although I’m not saving the world and writing cutting edge journo content - I reckon the two professions transport me to different planets daily. That’s heck of a lot of mental travel. I deal with different people in each instance and find myself under completely polar pressures and expectations.
These planets I live in don’t know of each other. The closest collision was during a double shift at the pub. When the precious two hour break commenced, I skipped my routine nap in Wimbledon common, and instead ripped off my apron and tie, switching bottle opener for laptop, so beginning a PR work session. I was Clark amorously tearing off my suit for brightly coloured spandex - you see the parallel? I went off for two hours to The United States of AAA, leaving The Republic of Pub behind. Two hours later I returned to The Republic of Pub, almost as though The United States of AAA was somewhat non-existant.
I suppose the arrangement is working well at the moment.
Today I saw AAA’s first listing in Time Out Magazine - very good news. And this Friday night I actually get to witness, first hand, this seemingly dreamy place I keep talking about - off I go to Nimmo and the Gauntletts followed by DJ Leon Lace at AAA. Lurverly.
And the darling pub doesn’t fail in giving me worthy news - I get 2 weeks paid leave in November. Lurverly again.
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