November 20, 2009

TGIF

I was just at the Woolies supermarket before in the so-called "express lane"
Person at the start of the cue had fuckloads more than fifteen items and a "I'm a middle-aged woman with 10 cards and two kids don't fuck with me" look.
Next up, minutes later, the old greek man in front of me was arguing the price of his three mangoes with the worn out looking younger checkout guy.
"Hey the boss tell you to charge more for profit aye" the greek manjibed.
I joked "The boss probably hasn't even got out of bed yet."

As he served me the checkout dude said
"Don't you love working Fridays, I'm so worn out."
"I work at a call centre" I said, "It's soul destroying"
 "Yeah whereas this is more spirit crushing"
We laughed. 

So much for Thank God Its Friday. Am working tomorrow, still not drinking.
As my friend Dennis says : "Get the cash"

Christmas coming up and a break from work in the interim.
I will have my first drink in months in Hobart and laugh about these horrible hot shitty work days.
Eye on the prize muthafucker.