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Greetings,
Now here are the pieces of news I present you, for your convenience I've made them into bullet-point form, because I'm like that.
♣ I'm moving out of home into a place that's really big, nice, cheap and most importantly, within 5 minutes walk of walk and 2 minutes of the bus stop. My housemate is someone who only Ben will know, he goes by the name of Marty, he's a friend of mine who's finishing a degree to become a teacher, he's seeing one of my best and oldest friends.
♦I'm quitting/I've quit school. Many of you will be shocked, SHOCKED, well not that shocked. Yes I've finally decided that even though my dedication, good standard of work and never-say-die attitude have at times kept that motley cru of a school afloat, it's time that I realised that this year just isn't to be.
We're actually also looking for a third house mate, I've a few idea's lined up, but I'd like to talk to as many people as possible. I kinda want to know the person as well, so if anybody know's someone whom I also know, it's 70 a week in Stirling behind the Mitre 10 (the Mitre 10 is opposite the stirling pub)
I was at work Saturday, minding my own business being super-phly and strutting down an isle to fill a shelf, all of a sudden this behemouth of a woman waddles down the isle and SCREAMS "EXCUSE ME!!!! WHERE ARE YOUR EGGS?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! BYARR I'M FAT AND LOUD NOW WATCH AS I YELL AT YOUR FEEBLE EARS BAAAAAAH!!!!" and I don't even have enough room to put in all the exclaimation marks that came after that, so anyway, I actually turned around whilst falling backwards and getting ready to defend myself she freaked me out so much, then upon seeing my reaction yells out "BAHAHAHA SCARED YOU DID I I JUST WANTED TO KNOW WHERE THE EGGS ARE BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" I kind of get up and start to speak, before I complete my first syllable "WHAT SORRY I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!!!!" Now I'm a patient man. In fact many have called me 'saint'. But when you take one part loud, one part annoying, one part stupid and a further 3 parts loud you've concucted a recipe to piss off Peter Ellis. "Having trouble with eggs are you?" I say, unable to contain my annoyance, but trying desperately to be polite. "WHAT?! NO I SAID WHERE ARE THE EGGS!!!!!!!!!".... ugh for fucks sake why do they always come to me.... FINE. So I start walking her to the eggs saying "If you'd just come with me" "WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?!?! I NEED EGGS!!!!!!!" ... Now I'm less than enthused about making sure this woman leaves happy, infact I'm more enthused about shooting her in the face with some sort of angry-gun, but alas pappa works hard for the money, so I raise my voice as she's obviously got poor hearing... "I'M TAKING YOU TO THE EGGS! YOU DO WANT EGGS DON'T YOU!? THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE YELLING AT ME ABOUT ISN'T IT?! I DID UNDERSTAND YOU CORRECTLY ALL THOSE TIMES DIDN'T I!?!" I reply quite rudely "You don't need to shout, I'm not deaf, just tell me where the eggs are please!" she says much quieter........ UNBEFUCKINGLIEVABLE! I turn to my section of shelf and continute working, "isle 7 on your left hand side" I say twice before she gets it and walks away. At which point I take a break and go and have a cigarette (oh yeah, I've given up smoking since too) to cool my rotting nerves, narrowly avoiding a second, fatal conversation with her as she leaves the store. As I get back into the store I'm called to the service desk... Guess who got a customer complaint....
Yeah and I gave up smoking because I've decided I don't enjoy it enough to warrant doing it. And it costs money. I've not smoked since Sunday.
That's about it.
Catch you later kids.
Now here are the pieces of news I present you, for your convenience I've made them into bullet-point form, because I'm like that.
♣ I'm moving out of home into a place that's really big, nice, cheap and most importantly, within 5 minutes walk of walk and 2 minutes of the bus stop. My housemate is someone who only Ben will know, he goes by the name of Marty, he's a friend of mine who's finishing a degree to become a teacher, he's seeing one of my best and oldest friends.
♦I'm quitting/I've quit school. Many of you will be shocked, SHOCKED, well not that shocked. Yes I've finally decided that even though my dedication, good standard of work and never-say-die attitude have at times kept that motley cru of a school afloat, it's time that I realised that this year just isn't to be.
We're actually also looking for a third house mate, I've a few idea's lined up, but I'd like to talk to as many people as possible. I kinda want to know the person as well, so if anybody know's someone whom I also know, it's 70 a week in Stirling behind the Mitre 10 (the Mitre 10 is opposite the stirling pub)
I was at work Saturday, minding my own business being super-phly and strutting down an isle to fill a shelf, all of a sudden this behemouth of a woman waddles down the isle and SCREAMS "EXCUSE ME!!!! WHERE ARE YOUR EGGS?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! BYARR I'M FAT AND LOUD NOW WATCH AS I YELL AT YOUR FEEBLE EARS BAAAAAAH!!!!" and I don't even have enough room to put in all the exclaimation marks that came after that, so anyway, I actually turned around whilst falling backwards and getting ready to defend myself she freaked me out so much, then upon seeing my reaction yells out "BAHAHAHA SCARED YOU DID I I JUST WANTED TO KNOW WHERE THE EGGS ARE BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" I kind of get up and start to speak, before I complete my first syllable "WHAT SORRY I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!!!!" Now I'm a patient man. In fact many have called me 'saint'. But when you take one part loud, one part annoying, one part stupid and a further 3 parts loud you've concucted a recipe to piss off Peter Ellis. "Having trouble with eggs are you?" I say, unable to contain my annoyance, but trying desperately to be polite. "WHAT?! NO I SAID WHERE ARE THE EGGS!!!!!!!!!".... ugh for fucks sake why do they always come to me.... FINE. So I start walking her to the eggs saying "If you'd just come with me" "WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?!?! I NEED EGGS!!!!!!!" ... Now I'm less than enthused about making sure this woman leaves happy, infact I'm more enthused about shooting her in the face with some sort of angry-gun, but alas pappa works hard for the money, so I raise my voice as she's obviously got poor hearing... "I'M TAKING YOU TO THE EGGS! YOU DO WANT EGGS DON'T YOU!? THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE YELLING AT ME ABOUT ISN'T IT?! I DID UNDERSTAND YOU CORRECTLY ALL THOSE TIMES DIDN'T I!?!" I reply quite rudely "You don't need to shout, I'm not deaf, just tell me where the eggs are please!" she says much quieter........ UNBEFUCKINGLIEVABLE! I turn to my section of shelf and continute working, "isle 7 on your left hand side" I say twice before she gets it and walks away. At which point I take a break and go and have a cigarette (oh yeah, I've given up smoking since too) to cool my rotting nerves, narrowly avoiding a second, fatal conversation with her as she leaves the store. As I get back into the store I'm called to the service desk... Guess who got a customer complaint....
Yeah and I gave up smoking because I've decided I don't enjoy it enough to warrant doing it. And it costs money. I've not smoked since Sunday.
That's about it.
Catch you later kids.