That bruise? Still there. It's gone yellow now, so not so cool but never mind.
And what the hell is up with the weather? This is England! Where is our thunderstorm?! And don't say it might be here tomorrow, because the heat is unbearable!
I am done.
Today, for no apparent reason, I feel like promoting till work. Now, anyone who has ever had to operate a till for any period of time will know how mind-numbingly shite it is. Let's face facts, people, till work sucks. It sucks, that is, unless you have a mobile phone and no customers. Today, thankfully, I was only on the till for about half an hour in the late afternoon, in which time I served a grand total of 5 customers. That's an average of 1 every 6 minutes. And the most expensive transaction was £2.68.
That is what I call a slow afternoon. In that time I sent and received 10 text messages, keeping me thoroughly alive despite the heat and dodgy music. No, there was no point for any of that, but I'm happy so ner to those of you that I don't like. Barbeque tomorrow, should be something to write about there...
