grandfromage said...
Had to meet a contractor at Myponga today, the b*st*rds never turned up, so after waiting and ringing, unsuccessfully, for around two hours, decided to go for a swim at Sellicks beach and cool down. What a fantastic way to ease the bothers of a wasted morning. The water was so clear and refreshing, I nearly rang the office to hand in my notice with the idea of living at Sellicks in the back of my Toyota, which of course I would have stolen from the company i work for, which for my own sake will remain un named...
But for some reason I thought, “Naahh, best go back to the office…” what a stupid idea that was, I should have stayed at the beach. Why is there always the irritating niggle in the back of your head that says, “now now Chris, come on, do the right thing…”? how do I know that staying at the beach wasn't the right thing? Christ it ****s me…
I am sure your boss is reading this as you write it and is in the process of giving you a huge pay rise to reward you for your honesty!
You should have stayed at the beach you idiot!