Ill at Christmas; Again.


I knew there was a reason why I wanted to keep out of everyones way over the Christmas period.
I'd just finally gotten over a cold and was beginning to feel quiet chipper again so went over to my parents for Christmas, where I found my Brother and Sister sitting around being ill.

I attempted to go to work to day but it wasn't happening. I kept having to drain my nose of snot and hack up flem in the toilets. So I've come home got myself some soup to eat (do you really eat soup, or is it more drink?) and some Lemsip. So far it's not working to well. There's still a load of snot dribble everywhere, it's like in the Alien Quadrilogy (that isn't really a word you know) with all the alien dribble stuff that people find everywhere, usually just before they die. I know that sounds disgusting, that's because it is.

So next Christmas I don't care what anybody says I'm locking my doors, not going out and turning away visitors. Next year I will not be getting ill!

Why I Love Working Christmas Eve

This was originally going to be a post on Rathers' site www.rathers.co.uk where I also have a blog which has each post starting with Why I Love or Why I Hate currently it's just Why I Hate because that's the kind of person I am. Anyho:

Why I Love Working Christmas Eve.

You get to turn up late for work. There are only one or two people in the office and they all do this. You all end up slinking in to work late pretending to not see each other until your sat at your desk where upon you act like you've been there all the time. It's a unspoken bond.
As the office is empty nobody minds you playing speed metal, riding your chair like a horse and having a kip to sleep off last nights booze. You can also start a network game goig of Unreal.
As nobody else is around you also get to leave early. And here's the absolute best thing about working Christmas Eve not only is it a piss easy day to work but your boss and colleagues think you've made some big sacrifice to come in and work and are really grateful and do you loads of favours in the new year, when in actual fact all you've done is toss it off. Yay!




This post may contain traces of alcohol