I cannot believe I have spent 45 minutes of my lunch break in a Supermarket.
30 minutes of it I was stuck in the queue.
I finally reached the front of the queue to have the cashiers have a little chat and then swap over. I am stood there like a twat waiting for them to finish slagging off a colleague or theirs.
Then the cashier had to fill in the time sheet, but not only hers, the woman who was on the till before her.
Bearing this in mind and then bearing in mind that I have not had a chance to have a cigarette since last night, I was ready to punch someone.
So to calm myself down, I sat infront of the shredder for an hour and shredded to my hearts content.
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