One Is Not Amused ... But Then PMT Does That To A Girl
Rs been christmas shopping again, JK's vanished - he really should have his own stage act; he's that good - Bs also disappeared but with a bus. Which we need. P too hasnt been sighted the last few days and even the chav's we have on placement from one of those pointless schemes that "give young people the opportunity to see how it is out in the workplace" have been going home at 11am all this week.
Im tired of gathering them all into a little group or more accurately cornering them while they are all on their tea break in the kitchen, the social hub of our office. There's only one way in & out & once Im standing in that doorway they have no where to hide. Not that they listen to me, otherwise I wouldn't have to rant here.
A feeling T (yay! he showed his face for the first time in ages - Merry Xmas babe! xx) echoed when he popped in bearing gifts & mince pies. He gave me a Johnny Depp / Pirates of the Caribbean mug. Mmm, Johnny Depp. I'd almost forgotten about you since I discovered Darren B.... Uh where was I? Oh yes. T said if the boys behaved themselves I'd have nothing to moan about & therefore no amusing blog. HIs words, not mine. I don't find my rants funny. They are deadly serious. But I guess he's right. Mind you I missed a trick - I could have got him to unblock our drains while he was here. Damn. Oh well, I have a new wish for Santa instead of a Christian Dior diamond watch I saw while out shopping yesterday (all hail Dior!) - decent plumbing.
Also while I was off, a xmas drink (yes another one) was organised. Im not invited. Nice. I only found out because volunteer AF let slip as he presumed I was already aware of it. I haven't said I know about it, except now so you lot reading this tonight can grovel tomorrow and I'm not interested in going anyway, not after the last time.
Merry Xmas everyone
Love
TJ

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