That is how long it took me to get to work today.

Train died, arseholes wouldn't get out of my way on the platform so got walked through, busses rammed, twat did not have the sense to push his broken down van to the side of the road so held up all the traffic, walked a mile in the rain.

I arrive at work and inform my workmates that one word out of place will result in me ripping their heads off and shitting down their necks!

And when I come to power all of the general public will be executed for being ignorant tossers!

What happens next? I get a phone call from our newly re-appointed (oh reeeely what a suprise) totally usless boss M.

"Hi Nick, its M how are you"
"I'm wet."
"Oh, its raining here"
"I just got in."
"Traffic bad?"
"No crap trains and people being twats"
"Oh. Well. I just phoned up to say congratulations. Are you pleased?"
"I'm wet."
"Oh. Well. I'm looking forward to the new challenge ahead of us, how about you"
"I'm wet."
"Yes but are you looking forward to the challenge"
"I have been challenged for the past three bloody years working here"
"But I see this as a new exciting challenge"
"Hmmmmmm"
"Quite non commital aren't you"
"That's me all over"
"Well can we get together to discuss the new set up?"
"Today would not be a good day"
"Oh not today, but sometime soon"
"I'm wet"
"hahaha, well your going to be a challenge."
"possibly"
"OK, well I'd better let you get on then."
"OK, bye."

Yes, they have employed their worst nightmare - Bad attitude man!

I am severly not in the mood for corporate bollocks.

And in other news.

Happy Birthday Bradders.
Kisses on the bottom.
ahem.
xxxx