life

Just me talking, telling stories of people i know or have known and the story of My friends death... not as depressing as it sounds!

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Location: cornwall, United Kingdom

married one son (7)

Sunday, August 12, 2007

sunday

The wife has been really upset by the ideal job rejection, i always expect nothing to go well, so i'm pissed off but less so. Mr Lecturer phone and told us probably why she didn't get it... too old at 43, the cunts want to see themselves as a young thrusting collage, they invariably take on 20/early 30's people.....stupid bastards, doesn't seem to matter if you can do the job, just age..(this isnt just speculation he has talked to a friend there, bigging up the wife to her, which went well till he ages was mentioned...)

Took wife to see Doctor Glue, me and son wandered while she went,he said don't bring our son as its "horrible" in there. She said he looked ok but his feet looked white and he was bored. Seems they have put it all down to stress, his hearts go into arrhythmia and needs re timing... they may let him home tomorrow and do it latter or keep him in. he was pleased with the hubcap and we took him a book to read.

First thing we too son to Mrs Handy for an hour and went and wrestled the stove into the car, fucking heavy it is too, no one was about but im sure they will notice its gone and assume we took it...Just as i was about to go and get son, Fivemeum rung....its ok we will have it she said... its bloody here! i basically shouted...i don't want it i was thinking id use it in the garden as a BBQ...anyway she said if we wanted it then to keep it.. but i don't want it...so i told her to come get it next week...soem people are so fucking nuts you cant help the bastards.

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