Thursday. Not the middle of the working week, not the end, and defiantly not yet the weekend. Thursday is like a non day. It's the only day I work late, but I don't mind that, there's something nice about being alone at work after hours. It's not my favourite day of the week, that would be Saturday, and it's not my least favourite day of the week, that would be Tuesday. It's just a day that's there and tends to follow the same routine of every other Thursday... particular work Thursdays.
So what I'm trying to say is, today wasn't all that exciting. It was like every other Thursday. Fan-freaking-tastic.
I did, however, overhear a tiny piece of conversation today that was out of the ordinary. It was between two charvs whilst I was walking home from work:
...nah mate think about it...you can't deck him, you've only been out of prison 17 hours. Just put rat poison down in his garden and hope it kills his dog, that'll learn him...
How sick are some people? I'd have said something if they weren't so scary!
Anywhoo
Good night all x
So what I'm trying to say is, today wasn't all that exciting. It was like every other Thursday. Fan-freaking-tastic.
I did, however, overhear a tiny piece of conversation today that was out of the ordinary. It was between two charvs whilst I was walking home from work:
...nah mate think about it...you can't deck him, you've only been out of prison 17 hours. Just put rat poison down in his garden and hope it kills his dog, that'll learn him...
How sick are some people? I'd have said something if they weren't so scary!
Anywhoo
Good night all x