6th November
I had a training day with my employers this afternoon. It was (as I anticipated) full of various exercises and group tasks the like of which I had experienced many times before. Still, the people seemed nice and it did give me food for thought in terms of customer service. And literal food in terms of Krispy Kreme and a Freddo*.
After some more ill-advised, ultimately self-destructive food choices, I headed into London to watch Sonic Boom Six at the Boston Music Rooms near Tufnell Park. I had got it into my head that I had been to the Boston Music Rooms for a gig last year. It transpires that I was wrong and I had actually been to the Dome which is around the corner. To cut a long story short, I walked into a room of metalheads screaming about Satan. It appeared that I had inadvertantly stumbled into the first day of the "Static Shock Weekender", due to my own incompetence and an inattentive door person.
In typical British fashion, she apologised and I accepted my personal failings. I headed to a smaller room around the corner, which fortunately hosted the gig I was expecting. A review of Sonic Boom Six will follow tomorrow. In some ways this demonstrates my personal growth. Five years ago, I would have refused to admit my mistake, applauded politely through the sets of Slur, Obstruct, Good Throb, Perspex Flesh, Orden Mundial and Blazing Eye before missing the last bus home.
* 25p now. This country.
After some more ill-advised, ultimately self-destructive food choices, I headed into London to watch Sonic Boom Six at the Boston Music Rooms near Tufnell Park. I had got it into my head that I had been to the Boston Music Rooms for a gig last year. It transpires that I was wrong and I had actually been to the Dome which is around the corner. To cut a long story short, I walked into a room of metalheads screaming about Satan. It appeared that I had inadvertantly stumbled into the first day of the "Static Shock Weekender", due to my own incompetence and an inattentive door person.
In typical British fashion, she apologised and I accepted my personal failings. I headed to a smaller room around the corner, which fortunately hosted the gig I was expecting. A review of Sonic Boom Six will follow tomorrow. In some ways this demonstrates my personal growth. Five years ago, I would have refused to admit my mistake, applauded politely through the sets of Slur, Obstruct, Good Throb, Perspex Flesh, Orden Mundial and Blazing Eye before missing the last bus home.
* 25p now. This country.
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