I am immensely pissed off.
Today was to be a day off. It still is a day off though at the moment its gone to rat shit.
I initially had four off. Day one was spent sleeping. Recovering from a night shift.
Day two was spent with Jemma. Though it was for the most part a disaster as we spent the majority of it arguing over what to do with our day off together. Needless to say the argument got steadily worse as the time slipped away.
Day three? Well I decided to work that as we need a huge pile of cash to pay all the smiling wankers who work in the wedding business.
That leaves today. I had such plans too.
I was going to crack on with a short story I have been planning for ages on my PC. PC has decided his hard drive is corrupt though. So that’s a lot of work and about twenty itunes albums lost to oblivion.
Then I remembered I have a dentist appointment today. I completely mistimed my journey in and am now sitting in my car in a place called Harleston trying to wish the next 45 minutes to go quicker. I could wander the shops of course but that would be pointless. I can’t stand shopping when I have no money to spend. I have no money because the smiling butcher dentist will want £70. I have no money because every git I have spoken to about various wedding stuff is a smiling thief. I’ll say for example I want every guest to have a pencil or maybe a turd with their name on.
‘Yes sir, that’s not a problem. That’ll be £3.00 per pencil. Oh, did you say its for a wedding? My mistake sir (smile warps out of all proportion – he is now just one big smile), that’ll be £9.00 per pencil.’
Right, time to go. I’m going to go chomp on a piece of garlic or onion. I have to make that smiling butcher wince at least once.