Wednesday, February 13, 2008

   He Has A Pair Of Pliers, And He's Not Afraid To Use Them...

Time: 8.46 in the pm Mood: Tired =( Currently: Thinking of fooood Song: No One - Alicia Keys 15 comments. 15 bloody comments. Are you trying to kill me? Heh, thank you for them all ^^ Luckily, I’ve had more time tonight, and managed to get back to you. Well, I managed to, after my internet decided it wanted to work (I lost count of how many times it went it - I ended up kicking it and grabbing myself a bottle of Smirnoff - it drives me to drink 0_o). There was not one single hot guy around today. I was very disappointed. We did, however, take photos. And maybe videos. Of ourselves, obviously. Dunno when those’ll be up, but should be sometime soon. Hopefully. There were many pictures taken of our Ribena, so you’ll get to see that XD What did we do today…? Just looned around I think. Nothing majorly exciting happened =/ I have, however, been hungry the entire bloody day. I’ve eaten a 2 white chocolate chip cookies, a croissant, some salt and vinegar Pringles, chips (fries to you lot)… And I think that’s it… But I’m really hungry now =/ And what have I had to drink? A cup of tea (OBVIOUSLY), two bottles of Ribena, and a bottle of Smirnoff Ice (the one my internet drove me to drink - and was finished within half an hour XD). Work last night… Oh my God. From 5pm until 10.10pm, it was just me and Andrea. On our own. Running the shop =O Ben didn’t turn up!! He assumed he had the day off. But at 10.10 Owen came in and just helped us close and stuff. And then when Andrea turned all the lights off, Owen was still out the back, and so Andrea goes “quick, let’s hide from him!”, so we ran round the corner by the Post Office, and crouched down in a corner. We heard Owen come out of the back, whistling away to himself, and when he got the front of the shop, he just stood there and was like “where have they gone?”, but he didn’t come and find us!! =O So me and Andrea got out of our hiding place, and revealed ourselves. I don’t mean we flashed him. I mean we… Never mind. Just, shut up now, Emmah. Valentines Day tomorrow. Or Singles Awareness Day. Or SAD for short. I hope you all have something nice planned with your other halves? And if not, that’s ok, because neither do I XD I’m at work tomorrow night with Andrea and Nat. Which isn’t really a good combination, because we’re sure to be chatting up the single customers or something XD Hopefully Mick the one-legged man doesn’t come in. OHMIGOD! THAT REMINDS ME! Me, Jane (SSR) and Laura were sat on a bench in the park, huddling for warmth (it was quite sunny, but a bit misty and chilly), and he comes rolling over in him wheelchair, and we were all like “oh God, no, not today.” He asked us to wheel him into Broad Street so he could catch a bus. Anyway, I told Jane to tell him we couldn’t because we had to be somewhere else. He was like “it’s only over there, are you not from Pershore?” and Jane goes “sorry, no.” Anyway, he kept on talking to us, and we were like “dammit, how are we gonna get away from him?”. Then I came up with an ingenious idea!! I got out my mobile, played my ringtone, and faked a phone call!! So I ran off, “answering my call”, and was like “oh, ok, we’ll be there in a minute” (I was talking to my imaginary friend XD). Then I called back to Laura and Jane (who were still sat on the bloody bench!) “we have to go now!” So we ran for it XD Evil, but they both told me that once I’d gone off “to answer my call” he pulled out a pair of pliers!! He said he was gonna castrate the paedophile of Evesham. So Jane and Laura were very happy to get away from a pliers-shielding, one-legged, stumpy oddball. He wanted us to ring 999, too. Dunno why, but I wasn’t gonna ring the emergency phone line just to say: “ Yes. The local oddball, Mick Sefton, has rolled up to us in his wheelchair, and wants us to help him get a bus to Evesham so he can go castrate a paedophile with the pair of pliers he just pulled out of somewhere. I don’t want to imagine where.” They wouldn’t take you seriously, would they? Dammit, if only the Community Support Officers were around >=( Mr No-Leg was carrying around a butter knife the other day, too. I seriously think he should be locked up somewhere. Why can’t they take him back to that mental home he’s supposed to be in? Anyway… I’d better go… I have ranted enough XD Love&stuff ♥ Emmah ♥ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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