So I needed to restock one of the learning centre's 4 printers with paper today, so I go over to the stationary cupboard and open it up to get another ream of A4. Inside are reams of paper, boxes of floppy discs, ring binders, folders, and a small child. I didn't know you could order them through the stationary department. This child then proceeded to give me a look that said 'And what the fuck do you think you're doing here?' which surprised me as I wasn't the one citting ina fucking cupboard.
So naturally I did the only thing I could, seeing as how they didn't really cover 'What to do when you find small children hiding in the furniture' in the training manual: I hauled him out and announced 'Is anyone missing their kid?' The depressing part is someone in the centre was actually quite surprised to notice he'd gone missing.
It's been that kind of week.
So it's half-term, which means the shrieking and moaning of children in the main library had become a constant whine of background noise and I've inched ever closer to flipping out and running out there with a chair and laying about me with mighty blows. I've helped a lady who doesn't speak a word of English set up an email address on a Lithuanian website, shown a fella how to get to Reigate tomorrow at 6am, helped some lady print up flyers for her shop and that was all before lunch,
Anyhow, I'm thoroughly looking forwards to the Kerrang event tomorrow because, quite frankly, I need it. I went to what was quite possibly one of the most UTTERLY FUCKING DIRE gigs I've ever been too. I went to the Rhythm Factory in Whitechapel with Nickysonic to see Gin Panic play (featuring the lovely and talented Kate and Pearlbass) and they were the one shining star of the evening. The rest of the bands were pure, unbridled toss. We had some twerp playing piss-poor bluesy rock on his own when he couldn't even keep time, we had two utter stampeding cunts in boiler suits screaming 'WE HATE ALL WOMEN' and putting cardboard boxes on their heads. Oh yeah man, you're so edgy and experimental, you're not transparently pretentious cockmasters at all. We then had Chas and Dave if Chas and Dave were two aged roadies desperate for punk stardom. I'm sure there was someone else who was godawful but I must have blocked it from my mind.
Aah well, on to the naked ladies tomorrow.
So naturally I did the only thing I could, seeing as how they didn't really cover 'What to do when you find small children hiding in the furniture' in the training manual: I hauled him out and announced 'Is anyone missing their kid?' The depressing part is someone in the centre was actually quite surprised to notice he'd gone missing.
It's been that kind of week.
So it's half-term, which means the shrieking and moaning of children in the main library had become a constant whine of background noise and I've inched ever closer to flipping out and running out there with a chair and laying about me with mighty blows. I've helped a lady who doesn't speak a word of English set up an email address on a Lithuanian website, shown a fella how to get to Reigate tomorrow at 6am, helped some lady print up flyers for her shop and that was all before lunch,
Anyhow, I'm thoroughly looking forwards to the Kerrang event tomorrow because, quite frankly, I need it. I went to what was quite possibly one of the most UTTERLY FUCKING DIRE gigs I've ever been too. I went to the Rhythm Factory in Whitechapel with Nickysonic to see Gin Panic play (featuring the lovely and talented Kate and Pearlbass) and they were the one shining star of the evening. The rest of the bands were pure, unbridled toss. We had some twerp playing piss-poor bluesy rock on his own when he couldn't even keep time, we had two utter stampeding cunts in boiler suits screaming 'WE HATE ALL WOMEN' and putting cardboard boxes on their heads. Oh yeah man, you're so edgy and experimental, you're not transparently pretentious cockmasters at all. We then had Chas and Dave if Chas and Dave were two aged roadies desperate for punk stardom. I'm sure there was someone else who was godawful but I must have blocked it from my mind.
Aah well, on to the naked ladies tomorrow.
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Have fun at Kerrang.
Wish I was there.