May 15th 2007 --->>> Just another Tuesday.
Tuesday today and all is well. I arrived in the office around 11am after getting out of bed around 10.02 by my best guess but I was wrong it was 10.17 when I finally made it into the shower room for the daily hose down with my complimentary range of guest conditioners, shampoos, deodorants,showers gels, hair gels and more.
We each get a monthly allowance of left over guest shampoos and bit and bobs. Mothership gives out each of us a bag on the last day of each month and since the new law NO LIQUIDS ON PLANES our monthly bag is now a black sack full each month.
My little shower room is nearly full to bursting point and is starting to moan and complain. "But what can I do"? I told it, trying to explain that we get this sack full every month weather we like it or not. But have you every tried talking to a shower room ? They ain't the best at communication.
I had my usual twenty minute shower using as much of the guest left overs I could in such a short amount of shower time. (I know it's bad for the environment, sorry, but I cannot smell like my mother used too.)
It's around this time each morning I begin to think BREAKFAST and try to remember what day was yesterday. What's yesterday got to do with today's' breakfast,
I hear you ask (You didn't, must be them voices in my head back again. I'll need another excision).
I remember, funny how I always remember right in the end.
Today being Tuesday , means yesterday was Monday.
Monday - Eggs
Tuesday - Porridge
Wednesday Eggs
Thursday Porridge
Friday Eggs
Saturday Eggs
Sunday Porridge
So it's a porridge day today, hip hip hooray.
Eggs every second day, The breakfast club Has shrunk since it started way back in 2001 , over this time many have come and gone, others have gone and come but most just stay away for one reason or another but the three Amigos always stay the course right to the end or who ever drops off their stool first.(dead)
As of late it now consists of just three, Me, Emmett and Mothership all the rest have given up attending the daily breakfast-- All organic by the way.
Mothership hover's over the hot stove daily and cooks the porridge while the eggs are cooked by Emmett served on fresh croissants, yummy. If you have not tried REAL free range eggs served on a croissant you should try it, MUCH better than regular toast.
In 1878 , on this spot, nothing happened.
Today I did nothing much.
I went to the cash and carry to restock the supplies. This turned out to be a four hour nightmare (usually only a 1.5 hour nightmare).
TODAYS BLOG HAD BEEN CUT SHORT BY
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SUDDEN ARRIVAL
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DONNACHA ----->>>> EMMETTS OLD SCHOOL FRIEND FROM MARS.
I JUST GOT THE JOB OF ENTERTAINMENT MANAGER, SO I HAVE GOT TO GO AND ENTERTAIN HIM.
IT'S A DIRTY JOB BUT SOMEONE'S GOT TO DO IT.
OVER AND UP YOURS
ROBBIE RETARD
ENTERTAINMENT MANAGER
