Whatever

This is the poxy sign that I see when leaving the gym. I ache all over, I'm tired and hungry and I get this patronising statement as I depart.

Perhaps, 'thanks for the forty quid each month, by the way, you still look fat', would be more appropriate.

That said, I am still enjoying it and long may it continue.

A ridiculously busy day again preceded this evenings trip to the gym. An extremely well known company completely screwed over our new employee which was frustrating to say the least. Wish I could invoice them for the time and effort she put in to filling their stupid job but unfortunately we can't.

All a big learning curve I suppose:(