Hey its Monday

Well I have spent the morning in a meeting with a man who managed to spread a simple report across five pages of A4. I would have managed to get it on a page and a half at the most. Who do public servants pad out reports with so much crap?

Still down here in sunny Cornwall the rain is once again spreading joy in the hearts of the holiday makers, bloody ambulance sirens have been going all day, god knows how they think anyone is supposed to get any sleep when they are at work!

This morning I arried at work at the same time as the bitch in the next office so ended up parking next to her. This ain’t a problem but at lunchtime she sent me a text saying that I was parked in her space. There’s 400 parking spaces in the car park what’s she winging about. Then I thought she’s in the next office shall I text her or email her or phone. After all I did not want to walk in, so I do think that modern communication systems have destroyed the art of conversation, that and the fact that the bitch would give me a wedgie if I fart in her office.

But does she care when she farts in mine? No way I have known her go into the fileing room and drop one off in there then shut the door so it stays there for some one else to suffer.