Bah Humbug..

Bah Humbug!

Had a madly destructive day!
After being pissed around in my doctors chemists as they'd lost my prescription then made I'm out that if I'd come and picked it up on Friday then they wouldn't have lost it?!
What.. the.. f*ck?!
How the Hell's that my fault?

Then went to chippy with the kids and waited 20 mins for my fish after they'd forgotten to put it in, to then be told when I complain that the chips they'd already wrapped would be cold but I should have told them not to wrap until they'd done the fish!

Err . I don't f*cking think so - fresh ones please!

I get home and the replacement chips are also cold!
Put them in the microwave and it goes pop
Blowing all the god damn bastard fuses in the house
Brilliant!

Then as the brats are mithering me incessantly  about absolutely Bugger All, the TOP comes off the vinegar all over my food
Argh!

So...
(Deep breath)
Drain all the surplus vinegar off my plate and then look to put in microwave..

Oh of course!!
I can't f*cking do that can I? as it's broken!

So I fanny about with fuses for a while until the red mist overtakes me and..
Well..
The microwave is defiantly broken now as it's  been literally THROWN out into the back yard severely DENTED!
And....

Gargh!

I then need to get a new microwave off Argos but of course.. I forget...
The magic "charging" elf in my house is ME which means that when everyone else in my house wants to use a tablet or laptop etc they always find them charged..
Me however, no such luck..

And can I find a charging cable that fits?
OF COURSE NOT!
So more deep breaths and then into the car to dispose of old battered microwave, Argos and the mad car parking for all the ass-holes who left they're xmas shopping till the last minute cos of course when it's Christmas the WHOLE F*CKING world shuts down doesn't it?!

NO IT BLOODY WELL DOESN'T ASS-HOLES!

Then last but not least to Boots to drag some poor assistant over the counter whilst yelling "I WANT SOME CALM ME THE F*CK DOWN TABLETS NOW BASTARD!"

Rail Travel

Things I've learned travelling on the train to & from Manchester this week:

1) the morning train from St. Helens is never on time. It's been late every day and the tannoy to "apologise for any inconvenience" is recorded.
I wouldn't care, but it only has 3 stops before here?
And.. taking that already late time into account it's even later arriving at Manchester?!

2) People waiting to get on the trains are just rude!
You can see them eying each other up like "The Good The Bad & The Ugly" or like this train is the last cake on the plate, then when they're jostling as the doors open its like the Bloody Oklahoma land race.
ME: Push me and I'll push you back, it's not like I like you anyway?!

3) Once on the train, the jostling and barging continues as people fight for a seat; I will quote Ben Elton (not that I like him) and an old sketch "Double seat, Double seat. . Gotta get a double seat "
ME: Again, push me and you'll end up on someone's lap, I still don't like you! AND Oh.. I'm a biter!
:-)

4) On Sitting, it's then seemingly customary to put their bags or coats on the seat next to them as a "claim" of possession.
ME: Guess what? I don't mind sitting on your coat, or yiur bag so... you really should move it!

5) If you do get a seat and your lucky enough to get one with a table,  apparently its ok to stretch your legs out as far as you can to make it uncomfortable for the person opposite you.
ME: Move them cos I like to kick!