I dont want to go into work today.
Let me rephrase... I REALLY dont wanna go into work today.
Its like fucking Groundhog day...
The same customers... with the same questions... and the same arguments when I answer their questions... who call me the same names if I cant give them what they want... and who think that customs charges are something that my company have plucked out of the sky as an extra charge to them.
"Dear Mr Customer... Please Die... Lots of Love, Adrain..."
Thank God for the few that every now and again, make my job worth while!
Me and Andy went to Claires house (andys sister) for dinner last night. She did us steak, potatoes and peas with pepper sauce... It was absolutely gorgeous! We then went on to Andys house to grab his things for work and his mum and dad had left us a moving in card. We opened it and they have given us £100.00 to spend on something for the apartment. We were both welling up! Very nice of them!
Oh shite, just had a text from Beverley Anne.. Trouble in the camp! Ta tar for now!!
xx
2008-04-16 @ 09:44