Very bored. Got my concrete wall done, now for the tarmac road. It really is as boring as it sounds.
The survey people have reappeared outside of work, I'd kinda hoped they'd gone. One of the women was stuck with what seemed to be a nutter. He had one of those granny shopping trolleys covered in daily mail esque slogans 'keep the pound' 'say no to europe' etc. Covered in em. She had that look that people get when they are just grinning away, desperately hoping they'll go away. He asked her name, she said 'mary' so he starts to sing the 'auntie mary had a canary' song, sadly that was all I got to hear of the conversation. they were all over the area outside the station too. they are nearly always middle aged women doing these things but there was a young woman patrolling the station. My sensors wouldn't have picked her up but I made a mental note not to just watch out for middle aged women when I saw someone in front get nabbed by her. Waitrose was full of pensioners as usual, and the basket checkout was rammed due to people getting fucking lottery. Two biddies were laughing and joking at the front of the queue, I'd be thinking 'get your shopping and fuck off' if I was stood behind them. they laughed out loud in that terribly false way old biddies do. they look at the tall bloke behind for some kind of recognition of their, almost certainly terribly unfunny, joke. he sort of laughs and then says 'sorry I wasn't listening'. Which just made him look a bit of a tit. I enjoyed a moment on Hells Kitchen yesterday where one of the competing girls gets one of the public to high five, he high fives ramsey and the other girl but he's forgotten about the original girl and she was left there with her hand stuck in the air, looking like a right nipple. Which reminds me, have my old friend visiting from Australia this week and he wants to meet me for a beer. He went back home a year and a bit ago and for all him being a loud, OTT Aussie, he's a decent lad. He was always getting people to high five, i always refused. He missed someone's hand when high fiving them in the pub once and swept a whole pint in to his groin due to the arm failing to make contact.
I ate half my carrot, other half this afternoon. 4 and 3 quarter hours of boredom. SSSSHHHHHhhiiiiiiiiiittttttttt.
Thankfully lad next to me only has a benjy's scone today, so i don't have to suffer the tuna thing.
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