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Disconnected ramblings on a sober Monday
Sep. 5th, 2005 07:22 pmFirst the worst
Second the best
Third the man with the hairy chest
Fourth the Golden Eagle...
How the hell does the rest of that go? I'm sure it covered more than the first four positions.
Morrison's is shut this week for a refurb so I had to go to Mingin Iceland for lunch today. The sign on the side said 'Food you can trust'. Surely that should be taken as a given. It's like having a big sign in a restaurant saying 'our Plat du Jour won't give you E-Coli'. Doesn't fill you with confidence.
I have to say, I don't usually have a distrust of food. Let's face it, I'm going to do it a fair bit more harm than it's going to do me - but I do have to admit that I was giving my egg sarnie some pretty suspicious glances after reading that sign
Had a very good day today - very productive, advertisers kept buying stuff off me for a change. Slightly marred by wasting 15 minutes with a proper pikey customer who was so stupid he could barely converse in monosylabic grunts, had no idea what he wanted to advertise and made me wait in reception (after he'd come in to see me, mind) for 5 minutes while he had a personal mobile phone call with some girl who talked so loud I could hear every word she said.
Was cheered by a typically Over The Top Middle Class Canterburyite reaction to a city pub wanting to extend its opening hours til 12.30 - 'People will be vomiting over the birthplace of Christianity!' No love, people are currently murdering one another in the actual birthplace of Christianity - just like they were when The Big J was teaching/being murdered there. What will happen is that the people who currently scream idioticly at one another in the car park at 11pm will be screaming idioticly at each other in the car park at 1am... oh wait. They already do.
Second the best
Third the man with the hairy chest
Fourth the Golden Eagle...
How the hell does the rest of that go? I'm sure it covered more than the first four positions.
Morrison's is shut this week for a refurb so I had to go to Mingin Iceland for lunch today. The sign on the side said 'Food you can trust'. Surely that should be taken as a given. It's like having a big sign in a restaurant saying 'our Plat du Jour won't give you E-Coli'. Doesn't fill you with confidence.
I have to say, I don't usually have a distrust of food. Let's face it, I'm going to do it a fair bit more harm than it's going to do me - but I do have to admit that I was giving my egg sarnie some pretty suspicious glances after reading that sign
Had a very good day today - very productive, advertisers kept buying stuff off me for a change. Slightly marred by wasting 15 minutes with a proper pikey customer who was so stupid he could barely converse in monosylabic grunts, had no idea what he wanted to advertise and made me wait in reception (after he'd come in to see me, mind) for 5 minutes while he had a personal mobile phone call with some girl who talked so loud I could hear every word she said.
Was cheered by a typically Over The Top Middle Class Canterburyite reaction to a city pub wanting to extend its opening hours til 12.30 - 'People will be vomiting over the birthplace of Christianity!' No love, people are currently murdering one another in the actual birthplace of Christianity - just like they were when The Big J was teaching/being murdered there. What will happen is that the people who currently scream idioticly at one another in the car park at 11pm will be screaming idioticly at each other in the car park at 1am... oh wait. They already do.
