Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Emmah's Random Ramble

Time: 11.36 in the pm Mood: Tired Arrrr. I just home home roughly 6 minutes ago. From work, obviously. I’m abso-bloody-lutely shattered. And we had ANOTHER shoplifter tonight. He was so fucking obvious. He came rushing into the shop, straight towards the meat & cheese, and me and Matt just looked at each other and were like “that was dodgy”. So I put the boxes I was destroying in a ribbish bag, and then went to see what the dude was doing. He came rushing back down the aisle, towards me, zipping up his jacket and had a very obvious bulge in it. He went straight out the door and didn’t go anywhere near the tills. So Matt phoned the police, and then someone else, and then the police phones us back, and then once we’d closed the shop, Matt asked me to show him where abouts I saw the bloke (Whitey, he’s known as). I showed Matt and his face split into a huge grin and said “oooh we might have him on camera putting the stuff in his jacket then! And with your statement and the CCTV footage, we should have enough evidence to send him to jail. To send him to jail, there’d need to be a fucking court case. Meaning I’d have to go to court to give evidence against Whitey *rolls eyes*. It all depends whether we got him on camera or not. Me and Matt then went to look at the cheese. That sounds so random hahaha. Anyway, Matt said it looked as though he’d taken some of the Red Leicester (sp?) and possibly Edam. To explain WHY he’d take cheese or meat - he’s a known drug-addict, and a lot of the drug addicts come into our shop and steal the meat and cheese, sell it for a few quid, and then go and buy their fix. The bastards. So anyway, yeah, I’m updating very late XD I didn’t get a chance to come online all day, so I promised (to myself) that I’d update as soon as I get home. Which was half 11 after fucking Whitey came in. It would’ve been earlier if the place had been shoplifter free *rolls eyes*. So my day has been… Entertaining. I was repainting my door and cupboard doors. Yeah, I was doing that yesterday, too, but they needed another coat. Anyway, I managed to drop the fucking paintbrush, and caught it - but it went all over me! Seriously, it was worse than yesterday. Also, when I was in the bath washing my hair, I kept getting bits of purple paint out of it! God knows how it’d gone in my hair!! Oh, and then when Dad was taking me to work… Well, our conversation went something like this: Dad: *Is driving down the hill* Me: OHMIGOD! I DON’T THINK I’M WEARING A BRA! Dad: EMMA! THAT IS NOT SOMETHING I NEED TO KNOW OR SOMETHING FOR YOU TO SHOUT OUT! Me: *Checks* it’s ok, I do have one on… LMAO. My poor Dad XD I forced him to take me to the chippy today for lunch as well. I made him pay, too. Well, I’m pooped. I’m… I was gonna say off to bed, but, nope. I feel like watching Beyblade =D Love&stuff ♥ Emmah ♥ xxxxxxxxxxx P.S. My Dad’s just cooked some bacon. I can bloody smell it. Right, he’s not getting any of my muffins! P.P.S. OHMIGOD! I HAVE 500 GUESTBOOK ENTRIES!! WTF?!

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