Up fairly early today. I had 4 pints last night after work. Well, that's a lie, I had 3 pints and a wine. I went to get another pint and the girl who served me knows what I drink so I just said 'yeah' when I thought she said 'another one'. Then a wine was put in front of me, but being a sad little twat, instead of saying 'I wanted a pint you silly mare' I just paid for it and drank it quickly before fucking off next door for a beer. The draught Budvar made me feel a little squiffy, it's the same percentage of stuff I normally drink but Budvar knocks me sideways for some reason.
Up early today and off to the gym for a swim. I'd forgotten my card but was loathe to ask the fuck haired plastic faced prick behind the desk, whose hair has now reached quite ridiculous size. All sticking out stupidly far at the back and I dread to think how long he takes preening that dreadful barnet into position each morning. thankfully the girl came across and let me in. but one step up the stairs and I see it is already busy in the pool at 9:15. Fuck that so off I go again, browsing some leaflets until the girl who had just let me through was busy with something so wouldn't make a comment. Unfortunately, she didn't get busy so I thought I should just get a backbone and walk out. Still looked the other way as I did though. There was a very tiny woman in front of me. Again though, she wasn't a dwarf, just tiny.
Popped into the bank to set up a monthly saver account. Bloke took me into the room, normally I dread these as they try to flog you all sorts of shit you don't want and don't need. He had a lisp and scabby spot things round his mouth but was generally pleasant. Thankfully he didn't try to sell me anything. Had an embarrassing incident at the door where he was trying to let me out but I had somehow manuevered behind the door he'd just opened.
Went shopping afterwards, was fairly grim in Beckenham sainsbury's, rather packed. Felt sorry for the Indian woman selling the Big Issue outside but I didn't buy one, they've gone up in price now haven't they? made it easy when they were a pound, don't want to fumble around with money while trying to pay for one. There was an old woman ranting and raving that a certain product wasn't in a certain freezer, she was getting very angry to the younger woman she was talking to. 'I should get the manager out here, it's ridiculous. I've said to my daughter 'this shop is going downhill' but she said 'mam, it isn't the shop it's the manager'. On and fucking on she raved, just because something was in a slightly different place. It's their policy to move shit about you fucking silly old cunt. And really, wouldn't you be somewhat depressed if something so fucking minor caused you to get so angry? You must surely realise 'fuck me, isn't my life a fucking empty load of guff, here I am getting so worked up about this piffle while I drift towards my beckoning end, I've lost all purpose and meaning that I (possibly) had once'. I just laughed as she walked past.
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