Yesterday

Yesterday was fucking rubbish. All day long was fucking absolutely shite.

Cycled to work and it took me longer than usual due to traffic, road works, the sequence of traffic lights etc.

I brought some tasty smoked fish for my breakfast which I microwaved when I got to work. The smell of fish was then throughout the whole office and my colleagues gave me grief about it all morning.

Work wise, it was a shocking morning. Things going wrong all over the place that needed sorted allied to absolute imbeciles phoning me up and wasting my time.

Lunch, one of the only parts of the day that I actually look forward to, was a complete write off. I bought a baked potato with coronation chicken as one of my colleagues recommended the new blend of coronation chicken at the shop.

Feeling hungry and enthused at the thought of tasty coronation chicken on a steaming hot buttery tattie, I opened the box and it looked like someone had vomited on the top of my potato. Really runny paste with funny chunks, raisins and mango in it. It tasted ok but the sight of it almost made me chuck it away instantly.

It wasn't very filling either.

The afternoon was spent fielding more phone calls from muppets and then there was rugby training.

The head coach was back to 100% of his stupid and useless forces and decided to celebrate his return to full strength by shouting a load of absolute nonsense at us. It was so ridiculous, that I was going to start making donkey noises during his rant. Maybe next time.

Then later on in training I staved my thumb particularly badly which was rather sore. It was also particularly sore gripping the handle bars whilst cycling over Edinburgh's cobbled streets on my way home.

On getting home, I had two pieces of mail, a fucking bill and a rejection letter.

What a shit day.