Posted: 12/12/2016 at 11:07
On the door are our opening hours showing that we're closed.
The door is also closed (a good indicator that we are in fact very much anti-socially closed).
So in a family struggle (when the two doors are closed they open on to each other creating a nice space for the unsuspecting to get trapped behind) and stand there while I desperately try to finish my phone call as quickly as possible.
In my head I want to scream out: "ITS GRIM OUT THERE. COLD AND DEPRESSING. WHY VENTURE OUT OF THE HOUSE TO SEE US WITHOUT CHECKING OPENING TIMES? YOU HAVE CENTRAL HEATING YOU COULD BE ENJOYING!"
This wouldn't have been appropriate. So I politely explained our opening hours and out they struggled back into the cold grey day. Looking less than impressed (since I am home alone I couldn't have let them look around if I had wanted too).
Usually I keep the door locked but I have been getting fed up of people trying to pull the handle off the door frame (plus I've ordered a few Christmas gifts to get delivered here!)
I've had a count up of students already booked in to the museum for next year (January - July). Already we have more booked in than visited during an entire year before I took over which is a nice thing to notice.
Dove: I've settled for Radio Sheffield. Its nice to have the company in the back ground. I am tempted to go on iplayer and find a few of my favourite radio shows to listen too if it gets a little too... local?
Pdoc: keep on bugg*ring on. Moods are such a vicious thing when they're off kilter. Have you anyone you can chat away too to let the pressure release safely? You know we're always here happy to listen to even the most random of waffling (just look at what I write for starters).