I am having the strangest afternoon. I have just been asked to see Scooby Doo to which the reply was a four letter word I won’t use here. An airline who I signed up for flight info from has just tried to sell me a pogo stick (yes you read that correctly the first time) and I hate the second floor of this building.
-its the tools fault
-no its the people using the tools fault
-no its not.
-here is the proof. They are using the tools wrong.
-errr the tools are being used wrong. It is the tools fault
Ok it wasn’t quite like that but it was close enough jesus fuck educate the bleep bleeps.
Just to add something to this. The person I was talking to about the tool is a really good friend and someone I like a lot. It is not his fault in anyway and I don’t mean to give him grief (well much grief).
I am heading into town after work to get food at the least, but there will be comics involved aswell. Maybe a movie but it will not be Scooby fucking Doo.
Then home and more West Wing follwed by some new comics 🙂