I have been feeling very angry lately. It's normal for me to feel like this at this time of year but, regardless of that, people have been hell bent on making me shout at them.
For example, last week my landlord announced he was sending in a painter to paint my bathroom and, while he was at it, he thought he would cover up a small bit of paintwork on a windowill. Nice, thought I.
I got back from work on Monday to find the painter had removed the double glazing AND THE FUCKING CURTAINS! Why???? Not only removed them but completely removed them from the property! He still hadn't returned them by Tuesday night so I felt compelled to have a stern word with the landlord about the complete fucking fuckwit painter turning my living room in to an ice box during the coldest week of the millennium so far.
I also had a stupidly bizarrely frustrating discussion with a friend, about gambling.
He was complaining he never had much money left on pay day. When I suggested he use his infinate knowledge of football to maybe gamble on dead-dert matches he refused. His arguement? He didn't mind gambling a tenner on a rank outsider on the Grand National because it was 'just for fun' but he would never use his knowledge of football to bet on a match........because he might lose, and he can't afford to do that.
Am I the only one to see the stupidness of this comment?
Anyway, fuck it. I'm angry.
For example, last week my landlord announced he was sending in a painter to paint my bathroom and, while he was at it, he thought he would cover up a small bit of paintwork on a windowill. Nice, thought I.
I got back from work on Monday to find the painter had removed the double glazing AND THE FUCKING CURTAINS! Why???? Not only removed them but completely removed them from the property! He still hadn't returned them by Tuesday night so I felt compelled to have a stern word with the landlord about the complete fucking fuckwit painter turning my living room in to an ice box during the coldest week of the millennium so far.
I also had a stupidly bizarrely frustrating discussion with a friend, about gambling.
He was complaining he never had much money left on pay day. When I suggested he use his infinate knowledge of football to maybe gamble on dead-dert matches he refused. His arguement? He didn't mind gambling a tenner on a rank outsider on the Grand National because it was 'just for fun' but he would never use his knowledge of football to bet on a match........because he might lose, and he can't afford to do that.
Am I the only one to see the stupidness of this comment?
Anyway, fuck it. I'm angry.