God I hate being dirty! 
I have returned home from work today completely covered in dust and dirt, the accumulation of at least 25 years worth of office grime. It's disgusting. Today was the big move to new office accommodation, it was as well organised as a piss-up in a brewery but it happened and I no longer have to sit in a stinking condemned building which has no heating and where the toilets block up at least once a week.
I must confess I have no idea how I got so dirty because in reality I managed to skive for most of the day. Ok so I washed a few mail trays at 8am but by 9.15 I had fucked off to the nearest cafe for a fry-up and was busy debating with myself whether it was bad form to buy alcohol and carry it around work all day. I decided against it, I would only have been tempted to drink it during working hours and it would only have sullied my pristine reputation.
I actually really like the new building, I thought seeing it for the first time would be such an anti-climax because it has been the only topic of conversation for the last year and everyone who had seen it before me criticised it to high hell, but actually I was pretty impressed. Not as impressed as I'll be when I get the big plasma screen cumin my way....it'll be so cool when I hook the playstation up to that!
I left most of the organising to my job-share bitch, she does little enough as it is so I figured it was about time she got off her ass and sorted some shit, I disappeared every 5 seconds for a natter, it truly was the most boring day though, no opportunity to file my nails or to make personal calls - tsk tsk what is the health service thinking these days?
The only downside about this brand spanking new building is the fact that it is the annexe of the local hospital which is a shithole. I went to their canteen today for lunch, I didn't get past the door as the smell nearly made me pass out. It was rank. Everywhere there are orderlies pushing trollies of soiled and bloody bedclothes, full of fucking superbugs....I swear they should get us a big compression chamber every time we leave the building, I'm gonna be so paranoid android there, I may have to burn my clothes everyday when I come home from work.......
I have returned home from work today completely covered in dust and dirt, the accumulation of at least 25 years worth of office grime. It's disgusting. Today was the big move to new office accommodation, it was as well organised as a piss-up in a brewery but it happened and I no longer have to sit in a stinking condemned building which has no heating and where the toilets block up at least once a week.
I must confess I have no idea how I got so dirty because in reality I managed to skive for most of the day. Ok so I washed a few mail trays at 8am but by 9.15 I had fucked off to the nearest cafe for a fry-up and was busy debating with myself whether it was bad form to buy alcohol and carry it around work all day. I decided against it, I would only have been tempted to drink it during working hours and it would only have sullied my pristine reputation.
I actually really like the new building, I thought seeing it for the first time would be such an anti-climax because it has been the only topic of conversation for the last year and everyone who had seen it before me criticised it to high hell, but actually I was pretty impressed. Not as impressed as I'll be when I get the big plasma screen cumin my way....it'll be so cool when I hook the playstation up to that!
I left most of the organising to my job-share bitch, she does little enough as it is so I figured it was about time she got off her ass and sorted some shit, I disappeared every 5 seconds for a natter, it truly was the most boring day though, no opportunity to file my nails or to make personal calls - tsk tsk what is the health service thinking these days?
The only downside about this brand spanking new building is the fact that it is the annexe of the local hospital which is a shithole. I went to their canteen today for lunch, I didn't get past the door as the smell nearly made me pass out. It was rank. Everywhere there are orderlies pushing trollies of soiled and bloody bedclothes, full of fucking superbugs....I swear they should get us a big compression chamber every time we leave the building, I'm gonna be so paranoid android there, I may have to burn my clothes everyday when I come home from work.......
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turbodevil:
ohhhh cant wait for are date hmmmmmm i might even wash for it........i mean hmmmm yea cant wait 
noooooo poles we dont want Mc.R running scared cring 
noooooo poles we dont want Mc.R running scared cring 
windermere:
Fastest way to kill a plasma TV is to hook up a video game console to it...hopefully it'll have burn-in protection built-in.