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Friday was a pretty cool day at work. Ty, the warehouse manager, comes up to me and Lucy, gives us hi-vis jackets, hard-hats and toe-tector boots and tells us to come with him. We kinda look at each other and go 'oh shit what've we done' and i was having visions of having accidentally brought in like 3 million pallets of something! Anyway, we get to the warehouse and Ty shows us around, there's empty pallet spaces and Ty says 'This is the first empty space I've seen in 4 months... I don't know what you two are doing but keep it up'
*preen*
And then again in the weekly planning meeting Ty brings it to Ade's attention how well Lucy & I are doing at managing the stocks
*preens some more*
Fan-fucking-tastic, no?!
The day went rapidly downhill from there though
*sigh*
It usually takes me about 50 minutes to drive to Chel's. Nope, due to shitty weather conditions and traffic, it took me closer to two and a half hours... of constant stop-start stop-start = ouchie knees. And Chel stuck outside work for like 45 minutes waiting for me to pick her up :(
Then we had the journey up to Blackpool. It was still pissing it down, visibility was like the end of Lotte's bonnet and the traffic still as shitty as ever. Took us a good, what, 4-5 hours to get there. Literally, checked in, opened birthday cards and went to sleep.. I was exhausted!
Saturday. Chel's birthday. Opened presents. Squeed. Ate far too much at breakfast then checked out and toddled down to the sea front. Had a ride in a horse and trap along down to the tower, then played in amusements until Moog got there. First Chel won the Arabian Derby; got a little thing we christened bananabubbles. I won a bagpuss on the snatch and grab, and then Chel got me just a tad addicted to 2p falls. whoops?
Met up with Moog, got accosted by a game, won a Heffalump called Horris on said darts game, had some cheesy chips then went to the Pleasure Beach. That's Chel & Moog's territory. I really don't like rides - I'm horribly motion sick. So I looked after their bags and read a book until it was time for Moog to catch his train home again. Chel & I then went on a couple of the tamer rides, like Ghost Train because I does love it. Wandered back to Lotte, dumped bags, went for an all-you-can-eat Italian buffet that was fucking disgusting then ended up back in the amusements, back on the 2p fals
Well, where else would £5 keep an koala and a llama occupied for 4 hours?
*blush*
They had to kick us out when they were closing!
Made sandcastles, ran around like maniacs on the beach then headed back to the tower... only to find out the fucking thing closed at 6.
*cries*
*cries lots*
Guess what happened after that?
Yup, we ended up in more amusements!
*laugh*
I won on a slot machine, then we both won on bingo and then, surprise surprise, we ended up back on 2p falls until it was time to get back in Lotte and return to reality.
...Or not quite reality.
It seems driving for hours in the dark makes us plot fanfiction
1 - a kinky twincest au, based in a gay bondage club featuring Dom!Joel and subbyboy!benji
2 - twins racing golf carts. also features a lake, joel giggling and wet benji
3 - twincest. phonesex.
*preen*
And then again in the weekly planning meeting Ty brings it to Ade's attention how well Lucy & I are doing at managing the stocks
*preens some more*
Fan-fucking-tastic, no?!
The day went rapidly downhill from there though
*sigh*
It usually takes me about 50 minutes to drive to Chel's. Nope, due to shitty weather conditions and traffic, it took me closer to two and a half hours... of constant stop-start stop-start = ouchie knees. And Chel stuck outside work for like 45 minutes waiting for me to pick her up :(
Then we had the journey up to Blackpool. It was still pissing it down, visibility was like the end of Lotte's bonnet and the traffic still as shitty as ever. Took us a good, what, 4-5 hours to get there. Literally, checked in, opened birthday cards and went to sleep.. I was exhausted!
Saturday. Chel's birthday. Opened presents. Squeed. Ate far too much at breakfast then checked out and toddled down to the sea front. Had a ride in a horse and trap along down to the tower, then played in amusements until Moog got there. First Chel won the Arabian Derby; got a little thing we christened bananabubbles. I won a bagpuss on the snatch and grab, and then Chel got me just a tad addicted to 2p falls. whoops?
Met up with Moog, got accosted by a game, won a Heffalump called Horris on said darts game, had some cheesy chips then went to the Pleasure Beach. That's Chel & Moog's territory. I really don't like rides - I'm horribly motion sick. So I looked after their bags and read a book until it was time for Moog to catch his train home again. Chel & I then went on a couple of the tamer rides, like Ghost Train because I does love it. Wandered back to Lotte, dumped bags, went for an all-you-can-eat Italian buffet that was fucking disgusting then ended up back in the amusements, back on the 2p fals
Well, where else would £5 keep an koala and a llama occupied for 4 hours?
*blush*
They had to kick us out when they were closing!
Made sandcastles, ran around like maniacs on the beach then headed back to the tower... only to find out the fucking thing closed at 6.
*cries*
*cries lots*
Guess what happened after that?
Yup, we ended up in more amusements!
*laugh*
I won on a slot machine, then we both won on bingo and then, surprise surprise, we ended up back on 2p falls until it was time to get back in Lotte and return to reality.
...Or not quite reality.
It seems driving for hours in the dark makes us plot fanfiction
1 - a kinky twincest au, based in a gay bondage club featuring Dom!Joel and subbyboy!benji
2 - twins racing golf carts. also features a lake, joel giggling and wet benji
3 - twincest. phonesex.