I haven't updated for a while simply due to laziness so here goes......
Things I have done (in no particular order): visited my Dad, seen Kaiser Chiefs, see Until Escape, met Emily, played Frisbee, smoked weed, gathered three new dealer contacts, driven around in Dawn's car, gone to the pub....etc etc
I haven't been clubbing for ages. Im going tonight (yay). I haven't had a very good day today so here comes the rant (you knew there had to be one somewhere)--------->
1. Grant said I was a moaning bastard because Ive had hayfever the last week (ive been so poor i couldnt affod tablets so ive been grinning and bearing it). I made a conscious effort not to moan cos he hates it (i.e the other week we cooked jacket potatoes for lunch. His was fine but mine was all hard and overcooked. I cooked another one which disintergrated. By this time he had eaten his. I started getting tetchy from hunger and annoyance and dared to much a huffing noise. He had a go at me and sat in another room to me watching tv for half an hour) but I still get it wrong. After an hour of the silent treatment and a gruff response to whether he wanted the telly on or not I got my stuff and walked out
2. When my train got into h.h station i got up and stood by the door. There were about 5 or 6 people waiting to get on. When the door opened they all crowded around the door so there was no platform space left for me to exit the door onto. As the doors were about to close I stepped off the train and realised there was only enough space for half of one foot to stand on and started falling down the gap between the train and the platform. Only the quick reflexes of a lady near the back of the crowd stopped me from being electrecuted (THANK YOU!). NO ONE apologied so I screamed "LET PEOPLE GET OFF THE TRAIN NEXT TIME FUCKERS!!!!!" at them.I despise the human race totally and completely.
3. On my way to pick up after train incident I stopped off at Sainsbury's to get £10 credit. It was only half an hour later that I realised I'd given the lady the top up card for my old phone. So went back in and explained and they said "go to customer services" which I dutifully did.There was a middle-aged lady at the counter writing some barcodeson a piece of paper. I stood in front of her (there was about 10 inches between us) for nearly three minutes (that's a long time when you're just standing)before a middle-class, middle-aged man came and queued behind me. Straight away she looked up, at HIM, and said "can I help?". He told her he thought I was actually first and sheasked if she could help. Maybe I'm being paranoid but I am prepared to bet my life on it that she was purposely ignoring me (I SWEAR i saw her glance at me twice whislt I had been waiting). After all I was wearing ripped jeans so I must expect to be ignored really. After getting halfway throguh my explanation she said "I can't help you. Ring T Mobile" before seeing to the man waiting behind me.
4. I ring T Mobile (150) from my mobile on the way home. After sitting through minutes of automated voice choices and pressed "1", then "3", then "1" before being told it would cost me 25p. Seeing as I have 1p credit atm that wasn't really possible so I looked up the website to find a number I could ring from a landline. There isn't one. So I have had to email them. A message box came up saying "you will receive a personal phone call shortly" but I haven't yet. I really didn't want to email because I threw the reciept away and the lady wo served me won't remember me and as I have no proof of sale I probably won't get my tenner back.
BOLLOCKS!
I haven't been clubbing for ages. Im going tonight (yay). I haven't had a very good day today so here comes the rant (you knew there had to be one somewhere)--------->
1. Grant said I was a moaning bastard because Ive had hayfever the last week (ive been so poor i couldnt affod tablets so ive been grinning and bearing it). I made a conscious effort not to moan cos he hates it (i.e the other week we cooked jacket potatoes for lunch. His was fine but mine was all hard and overcooked. I cooked another one which disintergrated. By this time he had eaten his. I started getting tetchy from hunger and annoyance and dared to much a huffing noise. He had a go at me and sat in another room to me watching tv for half an hour) but I still get it wrong. After an hour of the silent treatment and a gruff response to whether he wanted the telly on or not I got my stuff and walked out
2. When my train got into h.h station i got up and stood by the door. There were about 5 or 6 people waiting to get on. When the door opened they all crowded around the door so there was no platform space left for me to exit the door onto. As the doors were about to close I stepped off the train and realised there was only enough space for half of one foot to stand on and started falling down the gap between the train and the platform. Only the quick reflexes of a lady near the back of the crowd stopped me from being electrecuted (THANK YOU!). NO ONE apologied so I screamed "LET PEOPLE GET OFF THE TRAIN NEXT TIME FUCKERS!!!!!" at them.I despise the human race totally and completely.
3. On my way to pick up after train incident I stopped off at Sainsbury's to get £10 credit. It was only half an hour later that I realised I'd given the lady the top up card for my old phone. So went back in and explained and they said "go to customer services" which I dutifully did.There was a middle-aged lady at the counter writing some barcodeson a piece of paper. I stood in front of her (there was about 10 inches between us) for nearly three minutes (that's a long time when you're just standing)before a middle-class, middle-aged man came and queued behind me. Straight away she looked up, at HIM, and said "can I help?". He told her he thought I was actually first and sheasked if she could help. Maybe I'm being paranoid but I am prepared to bet my life on it that she was purposely ignoring me (I SWEAR i saw her glance at me twice whislt I had been waiting). After all I was wearing ripped jeans so I must expect to be ignored really. After getting halfway throguh my explanation she said "I can't help you. Ring T Mobile" before seeing to the man waiting behind me.
4. I ring T Mobile (150) from my mobile on the way home. After sitting through minutes of automated voice choices and pressed "1", then "3", then "1" before being told it would cost me 25p. Seeing as I have 1p credit atm that wasn't really possible so I looked up the website to find a number I could ring from a landline. There isn't one. So I have had to email them. A message box came up saying "you will receive a personal phone call shortly" but I haven't yet. I really didn't want to email because I threw the reciept away and the lady wo served me won't remember me and as I have no proof of sale I probably won't get my tenner back.
BOLLOCKS!