Saturday, March 31, 2007

TITS AND ASS

I usually like working Friday nights, tonight just wasn't fun, for no real reason.

(Its moaning about shit like this that I wont miss).

This young lad comes to the bar, I ask for ID. He gives me his driving licence. Date of Birth:01-09-89. I laughed and said that means you are only 17, 18 in September. No he said, Im 18, 19 in September. Then I proceed to count it out on my fingers for about 5 minutes. He was quite convincing. No, you are 17 I say, no, Im 18 he says.....this went on for and on and on. I thought I was going mad. He really sounded convincing, my brain had turned to mush. Math is not my stong point.I showed him the door.

Then I find out that there is this lady that comes in here still has some problem with me. I think its because she thinks I had a thing with her boyfriend. As if. She told someone once she was going to "kick my head in".Then, after she found out I knew this she rang me up to appologise and to say that she didnt mean it. I told her not to worry as I didnt take it seriously and she wouldn't be able to kick my head in if she tried (pure bravado, Im not a fighter but I can talk a good one). Apparently now shes telling folk that my leaving here "couldn't happen soon enough". WTF?How rude. Why does she even come in here? I think I might start chatting to her boyfriend more, that ought to f*ck her off!

Well, I think thats my moan over.

Considering the bloody beer delivery never came this morning (we have ran out of Stella,Cava Low C and Rose wine), the bank knobbed up my change order and my chips and salad in pitta bread has just been delivered without chilli sauce I am still quite chipper. That man that I think looks like George Dubba-ya Bush was in. That made me smile.

Im going to Hale tomorrow for the bridesmaid dress fitting. I am quite excited. Its a lovely dress.

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