So how hard can it be for a company who only do one thing, ooh, I don't know, I'm going to pick one at random.... let's say a delivery company, to do that one thing well? Or actually, to do that one thing at all? Apparently it's not all Postman Pat out there. Funny how there was never an episode where Mrs Goggins was shown on the phone, quietly despairing at the lack of two day deliveryness that the special two day delivery price actually offers.
Eeee, I don' t know. Why can't life be more like the dream I had the other night where I was flat sitting my friends flat, which was above a cake shop (where they sold that yummy chocolate cake that looks like chocolate quiche) and Ewan McGregor was my boyfriend.?
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
The sun has got his hat on!
Or at least he will this weekend, according to the weather people.
Which leads me to a grumble. Yes, really! Can I please go on the record as saying that here in Blighty every April, without fail, towards the end of the month we have a particularly warm spell. You know, mid 20's (is that high 70s?). And everyone goes crazy. And I mean crazy. People get their legs out, tops off, beers in the beer garden, convertibles are converted, and the entire population head to the beach. And people say "Ooh, isn't it nice, this April sunshine, and very unusual for this time of year". And I say "No it isn't."
Anyone who knows me, knows that I know that every year around this time we hit a warm spell and people act like it's 40 degrees in December or something. People, I am telling you once and for all, we get a warm spell every April. As Tom Jones would say " it's not unusual". Look in last years diary and I guarantee that you will have written something along the lines of
APRIL 28th - unusually sunny today, wore a skirt, got sunburnt. Ouch!
(For those of you planning your holidays in Britain this year, you'll also be pleased to know that we get a hot week towards the end of May. Other than that pack something wooly and waterproof. )
In other news...big hats off to the following dislikable members of the general public: Woman with toddler who scowled at me after I picked up her kids crisps after he had dropped them on the floor. That's right lady, teach your kids manners whilst they're still young AND woman with quite frankly gigantic permed hair who stood in front of me at a Kaiser Chiefs gig last week. Did you really need to keep shaking it in my direction? I can still taste the peroxide...
Which leads me to a grumble. Yes, really! Can I please go on the record as saying that here in Blighty every April, without fail, towards the end of the month we have a particularly warm spell. You know, mid 20's (is that high 70s?). And everyone goes crazy. And I mean crazy. People get their legs out, tops off, beers in the beer garden, convertibles are converted, and the entire population head to the beach. And people say "Ooh, isn't it nice, this April sunshine, and very unusual for this time of year". And I say "No it isn't."
Anyone who knows me, knows that I know that every year around this time we hit a warm spell and people act like it's 40 degrees in December or something. People, I am telling you once and for all, we get a warm spell every April. As Tom Jones would say " it's not unusual". Look in last years diary and I guarantee that you will have written something along the lines of
APRIL 28th - unusually sunny today, wore a skirt, got sunburnt. Ouch!
(For those of you planning your holidays in Britain this year, you'll also be pleased to know that we get a hot week towards the end of May. Other than that pack something wooly and waterproof. )
In other news...big hats off to the following dislikable members of the general public: Woman with toddler who scowled at me after I picked up her kids crisps after he had dropped them on the floor. That's right lady, teach your kids manners whilst they're still young AND woman with quite frankly gigantic permed hair who stood in front of me at a Kaiser Chiefs gig last week. Did you really need to keep shaking it in my direction? I can still taste the peroxide...
Thursday, April 21, 2005
The floodgates are open...
Do do do do do dooooooo (in a fanfare style)
Hello! I inherited the mean gene. I get cross with people and things, sometimes irrationally, but most of the time at least with some tiny reason. So, to save me having a bee in my bonnet and growling at the poor folk at work, I thought I'd get a blog so's I can vent my spleen to the whole world (mwa-ha-haaaa). Besides, the show-off in me likes to think that this makes me vaguely like Carrie Bradshaw, even though my rantings make me more akin to Oscar the Grouch. But in my favour I do have several pairs of lovely shoes and a distinct lack of green fur.
However, irony of ironies, I'm not really annoyed with anything today :)
Yesterday I was annoyed with my bank and shop assistants. But without the raar still in my system I don't feel the need to bitch about them today. So I'll just say one thing, and one thing only: bananas. I dislike bananas. Yeuch. Why do people find this so hard to accept? Come on bananaphobes of the world, let me hear your voices!
Hello! I inherited the mean gene. I get cross with people and things, sometimes irrationally, but most of the time at least with some tiny reason. So, to save me having a bee in my bonnet and growling at the poor folk at work, I thought I'd get a blog so's I can vent my spleen to the whole world (mwa-ha-haaaa). Besides, the show-off in me likes to think that this makes me vaguely like Carrie Bradshaw, even though my rantings make me more akin to Oscar the Grouch. But in my favour I do have several pairs of lovely shoes and a distinct lack of green fur.
However, irony of ironies, I'm not really annoyed with anything today :)
Yesterday I was annoyed with my bank and shop assistants. But without the raar still in my system I don't feel the need to bitch about them today. So I'll just say one thing, and one thing only: bananas. I dislike bananas. Yeuch. Why do people find this so hard to accept? Come on bananaphobes of the world, let me hear your voices!
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