So, if you follow me on twitter, you’ll know that I have spilt a lot of gravy recently. Not an issue? It’s a huge issue. Gravy doesn’t grow on trees, nor does it mop up well. Jerks at bisto, make it moppable!
Anyway, Last week I was gonna hang out with a friend, but they failed to tell me they were busy with other things until I sent them a text. I hate people bailing and not saying anything. I don’t like people bailing and telling me with good time either, but the other scenario is far more annoying. You know what I mean, it’s totally not cool. Anyway, I’ve gotta get back to my 54 hour week at work. I wouldn’t normally moan about it, but it’s been so hot and people are very unappreciative of the work i do!
P.S. I got my follow up appointment at the hospital next week, and people at work moaned because I might be late in. Jerks, I could be dying! I doubt it though, they would have phoned ages a go if I was, well, at least I’d hope they would!!!