Ok, so I am bored. Been in London office for one day and am bored already. This place is pants. The air con doesn't work. It is either like the north pole or like the sahara, no in betweeness. The toilets smell and the flush doesn't work in the mens so we have to use the "visitors" toliet which is painted a very nausea inducing lilac.
I am tired, I have had too many weekends that have included drinking lots of cider/beer and it has caught up with me.
I had to give this guy who is staying in the same hotel as me a lift this morning. He smells and has greasy hair which would be considered a comb over if it was long enough. The conversation in the car was thrilling.
I am now waiting to go into a meeting which will undoubtably over run and leave me in no fit state to enjoy my evening.
I do apologise for this very depressing blog but I had to vent somewhere. Catherine will be getting worse when I speak to her later so consider yourselves the lucky ones.
Only two more days here I guess then I can return to sofa and tv. :)
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I hear ya buddy (to use a yank phrase)
Last week in Montreal i didnt leave the hotel for 3 days. my nose and throat were horrible due to air con. not nice.
I hear ya buddy (to use a yank phrase)
Last week in Montreal i didnt leave the hotel for 3 days. my nose and throat were horrible due to air con. not nice.
echo echo
hahaha Rusty your a genius
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