Working down the shop today, so at least the boss could only hassle me over the phone - and, thankfully, he wasn't too bad.
Came from work and visited my brother for a while. Then spoke to my sister quickly and went to get some shopping, feeling tired, hot (heating has to be ramped up in the shop to keep the paper dry), foot-sore and grumpy. Dashed round the supermarket and grabbed a microwave chow mein thing to have for dinner... the sleeve round the box was a little crumpled like, but it was the last one they had so I took it anyway.
Got the shopping home and started to unpack it... put my hand in the carrier bag with the chow mein, and got a hand covered in chow mein sauce - the bloody film over the top had lifted at the corner, and the air had got in (meaning I wasn't going to risk food poisoning), and the sauce had got out all over my shopping! And at that point I had already thrown out the night before's leftovers!
At this stage I had just about given up. I said to myself "If I haven't won anything at all on the lottery, I'm going to find the nearest bus and throw myself under it!" (only half joking). So I checked my tickets - £10 on the Dream Number and £10 on Thunderball! Okay, so it's not enough to tell the boss where to go stick his job, but it's saved a bus!
Settled on the sofa with an alternative for tea and the cats, where I fell asleep.
Came from work and visited my brother for a while. Then spoke to my sister quickly and went to get some shopping, feeling tired, hot (heating has to be ramped up in the shop to keep the paper dry), foot-sore and grumpy. Dashed round the supermarket and grabbed a microwave chow mein thing to have for dinner... the sleeve round the box was a little crumpled like, but it was the last one they had so I took it anyway.
Got the shopping home and started to unpack it... put my hand in the carrier bag with the chow mein, and got a hand covered in chow mein sauce - the bloody film over the top had lifted at the corner, and the air had got in (meaning I wasn't going to risk food poisoning), and the sauce had got out all over my shopping! And at that point I had already thrown out the night before's leftovers!
At this stage I had just about given up. I said to myself "If I haven't won anything at all on the lottery, I'm going to find the nearest bus and throw myself under it!" (only half joking). So I checked my tickets - £10 on the Dream Number and £10 on Thunderball! Okay, so it's not enough to tell the boss where to go stick his job, but it's saved a bus!
Settled on the sofa with an alternative for tea and the cats, where I fell asleep.
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