last monday went in and let rip at bank. i probably moaned in last postings about BS overdraft charge..i dunno.. but monday i threatened to move my 4 accounts (isa, ccard and two current accounts) and 15 years of servitude unless they refunded my £66. She wouldn’t.
Spoke to manager Susan who said i had to do it at the branch i opened account. Laughed in her face, literally, got up to leave and wouldn’t take no for an answer. i got my money.
Went from bank a few doors down and booked another two tats. Came to £60. I said we should call it £66.They were very confused.
Friday got them done. One of the small ones is just so fucking itchy today it is unreal.
Today at work the boss was weird with me. We had usual squabbles…really, it’s all good, keeps us both on our toes and teaches us both of old and new ways of doing things„„
I stayed on late. At the end he started saying about company vehicle and how not to use it for personal use. i was like, oh yeh, course. He gave me enough rope until he tells me he spotted me last night (20+ miles away from anywhere i could reasonably make a valid excuse up, on the spot anyway..). Shit. Has hinted before, basically said if he sees me again he’ll take it off me. Was proper strict warning, bit of finger pointing. hmmm.
I can’t afford a car, this company vehicle has changed my life for the better.
Came back to Liz who has been camped out all day here. She tiled my floor lol. Cleaned everything and made me a coffee when i got in. #trip
Rattled a few vodkas, had a shower.
Got a ton of work to do. Webshites.
The fact i have the computer open is good, this is just a slight bit of procrastination, i’m getting there…. ok, i’m gonna start..NOW!