The Great Escape, Handcuffs & A Dash Of Begging

Im not happy because I didn't get to vanish today but thats alright. I get to take my revenge tomorrow when I escape till after New Year at 12.30pm. Sadly the boys have to wait until 3.30pm as my favourite Director is in the office & he said I could leave early because he knows how hard I've worked this past week. At last I get my reward.

On another note I shall have nightmares tonigh as I've been subjected to a number of scary conversations this afternoon regarding AF & handcuffs, AT being tied naked to a lamp post and P & prostitutes. Its wonderful working in a male dominated environment. The mind boggles to think what they'll get up to tomorrow night.

As predicted I got a nice apology by the guys for trying to organise something behind my back. On thier knees, no less but not for long as the cold that seeps through the floorboards starts penetrating your bones pretty quick. Hehe. R has been begging me all day to go out with them tomorrow but Im not in the mood now. Besides they're going to one of the most boring pubs in the world ever.

On a lighter note, my Xmas wish has kind of been answered as we came into work this morning to find our toilets had been unblocked and are in full working order. Yay!

There is one thing thats been getting my goat all week; bloody clients that phone up, go through the entire booking process then say "oh I'll phone you back to confirm it. Don't put it in the diary yet." So I don't & come next year when they have no buses they'll be on the phone moaning "but I booked it in December" and I'll say, no, you went through the details but didn't want it booking till you spoke to your boss. You never called back to confirm & Im not a bloody mind reader.

This job would be great if it wasnt for people.

TJ

PS I haven't gone mad - I know Emma & Darren are no more but I like this pic of them & as its my blog, I can put what I like on it so there.