Normal service is resumed.....

Ok. So the once in a blue moon thing of me keeping my mouth shout has passed. These drinks didn't even touch the sides. I think I've had what you call a bad day at the office..........

Good start to the day. Ordered breakfast for 5.45. It turned up at 6.30. Got in the shower. It was nice untill a falling ceiling tile missed me by 3 inches. The silly bugger upstairs had flooded his bathroom, so I guess he thought it would be nice to share. His bathwater. Through my ceiling.
9.30 now. gets a phone call. my sister has had a car accident. both babies in the car. not her fault. ice. on the road.
Thank God, they are all OK. Shock more than anything, so the nice people at A&E informed them. Car's a right off though. I really fucking hate my job, sometimes. I just want to be home with them. I just can't handle having phone conversations with people when they are crying. I just want to be there. I'll put my cape on, and make everything better.

I then proceed to spend 3 hours typing a report, on someone elses PC. great way to spend the day. nearly done. then all the power goes off. no worries. WTF? Who in this day and age does not use auto backup??? the only mofo in this world who doesn't, and I'm using his frigging PC.
I then proceed to kick something very hard. Forgetting I'm wearing a skirt today. a very fitted pencil skirt. that you can't even walk in properly.
I then spend the next 15 minutes trying to hold the tear together with safety pins. (thank god I cleared my bag out last night, or I would never have know I had a packet of them handy!)
had a conversation with my boss. arranging a meeting for friday to determine next weeks movements. I didn't like her Dr Evil cackle when I asked where I was going next week. wait and see, she said. roughly translated that means "go to the back of beyond. then turn left. then ask a local for directions"
then I just manged to get my teeth into something productive when cheif ops director thought it would be a good idea to pay me a visit. JUST FUCK OFF, I thought. HI! how are you? I said.
I'm sure these people think I have nothing better to do all day.
In between all this I spend most of the day talking to people who can only grunt. Oh what joy.
I then fall over a pile of crap that someone else has left because they are too stupid and lazy to know what to do with it. It hurt. bruised already.
And I managed to finish work early. if you call 10.00pm early.

Nobody wants to get their arse into gear for the weekend. What's wrong with people? 'tis supposed to be the party season, after all. "it's the xfactor final on saturday" is not an excuse. If fact, I take that back. it is an excuse. for me never to deal with you again. you complete and utter loser. GET OUT MORE!!!!

Mr W has totally fucked me off. Mr FN, even more so.

I think I'm going to go and take a chill pill, lie down, listen to this, and enjoy Mr Daniels company........


BTW, sorry for the heavy sarcasm, in case you didn't notice it :-/