archive dip #3

This excerpt from my archive came from a Monday in November last year, i think it's one of my better rants...

Monday, November 22, 2004

dog poo

Mondays. Possibly the best day of the week by far. You've just had two wonderful days off, then the drudgery of work looms as Sunday draws to a close. Knowing as your eyelids descend on Sunday evening, you can expect the full joys of work to come upon you as the alarm goes at 6am. So there you are setting off to work, contemplating how many boxes you can pack in an hour to reach your mindnumbing targets, walking towards your bus stop. The sun is yet to rise fully so its a bit dark still (afterall its just 7.00am now) so what you don't need then is to walk on a big pile of dog shit. As soon as i did it the words "oh fuck off!" spewed out from my mouth. A big fuck off to whatever being controls Mondays. I mean i practically went arse over tit on this fucking turd. There is some fuckwitted dog owner out there who thought it'd be a laugh to let his dog expel its bowels in the middle of a fucking path. To that owner/walker i tell you this (kids block your ears), you are a cunt. The thought of the whole thing is making me cringe now so i'll move on but, please all you dog owners out there, at least clear up after your dog or at least not let it do its shite in the middle of the path.

I found out when i reached work today that the Buddhist fella that started with me had been laid off, i get the feeling i may be next, like i say aren't Mondays the best?

Over the weekend former Radio 1 DJ and voice of RAWWWWK (and also a thousand voiceovers) Mr Tommy Vance passed away after having a stroke, he was 63. RIP.

Right i really should go and get on with something.