One Ton of Hardcore. Two Funerals and a partridge in a .......
Well that was my day anyway. Yesterday was a bad day as far as the 'IBS'. I wont go into detail but if I entered the 100 yrd dash now I would be in with a chance.
I did not blow last night. Right up to the last minute I was undecided but common sense and advice took precedence and I stayed in.
We are now back to being over staffed at work as the Boss and his missus have returned from hols.
I actually had loads to do while they were off and felt I had achieved something! and got some real job satisfaction. Not many people know that I have letters behind my name for Management (I don't use em cos I ain't that vain). But one of the main rules was, that you can't bollock someone for a job if you have no experience of the job itself.
A word of praise to a loyal reader. By complaining you are achieving something. I dislike those that moan about something but never do anything about it, so you did good.
You know, I once had a wig made of Bum Hair. but it kept blowing off!
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