Posts Tagged ‘food’

08:49 – it’s nice to be back on the road, travelling for work. No really, it is, seriously, I’ve just spent the night sharing my hotel room with a large spider that the previous occupants had squashed on the wall as well as another, identical one (presumably it’s twin brother) that I squashed onto the opposite wall.
I’m now dining on the last of my M&S breakfast, the fruit course that should instead be labelled “Tasteless Grapes”.

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I will soon have to do battle with the customer, it’s been more than two years since I was last here. It’s the only customer I’ve visited where I ended up agreeing to drop the charge and it wasn’t even my fault that things didn’t work out.
Unfortunately for them, the next people they got in made a right mess of things and now they’ve come crawling back. Fingers crossed the bloke I worked with last time I was here has found employment elsewhere, I can’t be doing with that again. Worse still I think I may be wearing the dame shirt as last time I was here. It has been washed. Honest.

19:25 – there’s a coach trip in. What is it about old people and coach trips? I’m hoping I will find out. Another thing I am looking forward to is that sense of entitlement. Entitlement to be rude.
Once again I’ve found myself standing aside to allow the old person to pass by, a stupid mistake in it’s self as I know I’m quicker than the creaky old cow, only to be ignored completely.
Maybe it’s not entitlement, maybe she can just see the look of resentment on my face.

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23:03 – just finished watching “Firewall” starring Harrison Ford and “Chloe” from 24. I approve, though it’s not one you’d want to watch again.
Some seriously suspect flaws in the “hacking” scenes though. I’d also really hate to live in America, all their computers seem to bleep continuously as screens refresh and televisions always click loudly when turned on or off, not to mention the hissing sound when changing channels. Misery, utter misery.

Tenerife holiday: day three

Posted: July 4, 2011 in holidays
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06:54 – today I am later. A few others have beaten me to it, but this is fine, I am looking a little bit less mental.
Chosen a different position today, not by much though, merely rotated our location by 90 degrees. Dont want to be too radical.

Harry will be annoyed. The chess pieces aren’t “in order”. He is insistent that all the pieces be together, blacks with blacks and whites with whites, I never knew apartheid was part of the rules of chess.

10:55 – “we live in a wonky-wanky world”. A Dian special. This came up whilst discussing the likelihood that the flashing red light in the ceiling of our rooms is a smoke detector or a hidden camera used to secretly film us all for broadcast on a Canarian porn channel. The latter can’t be true however as all Canarian porn channels are gay, they must be as so far I have learned that everything Canarian contains sweetcorn.

11:04 – Shark-Finlay is back, he is reminiscent of a Jehovah’s witness persistently trying to convince the other kids to come see him swim in the big pool with his strapon sharks-fin flotation aid.

14:36 – got lunch earlier today, it was nearly empty in there, the fat sods and their bingo wing sporting wives clearly still haven’t finished digesting their mid-morning chicken nuggets and chips.
On my return, greeted by Harry wanting to relieve himself of the remains of the first decent meal he’s eaten here. 15 putrid minutes of my life that I will never get back. I was beginning to wonder if the sun had set whilst I was in there.

21:58 – finishing the day off nicely with a crying four year old daughter. With thanks to crappy Canarian pavements.