Happy Valentines Day!

I went to work, watched/listened to the girl that works in the office brag about her 2 dozen roses all day. I can't count the time she asked was i gonna get something. I can't count the times I said I would imagine not.

Then I went to school had the same type conversation about 50 times between 5pm and 10pm.

Got stood up basically kinda .. I'm assuming he went back to sleep instead of calling me back like he said he was going to, although that's really nothing new.

Then I came home and am now sitting here all by my lonesome.

45 more minutes of this stupid long aggravating day ..

My son made me a valentines card and left it tucked inside my laptop .. so that made me cry/smile a little.
 
I'm glad you asked: I fell down a man hole (inspection hole / inspection port / drain hole; whatever you want to call them) and spent the evening in Accident and Emergency at Wexham Park Hospital.

The evening started a bit poorly: Got rushed round a potential new flat at breakneck speed to the point where I need to complain to the letting agency about being treated like cattle.

Things moved up from there, ordered chinese take-away, went out to rent movies and get ice cream with my fiance.

On returning to my flat I noticed someone 'rodding' the drains for some reason in the car park/garden area; I thought the landlord had called someone out for a problem or something.

Then on walking to my front door through a dark alley i fell into the storm drain inspection hole, lacerating my left hand, busting my shoulder and cutting my right hand.

Turns out the utter, utter MORON who was at the drains was not from a company at all, was the neighbour from 2 doors down who was convinced there was a blockage and was trying to sort it himself. He had taken the covers off all the drains and left them open with no warning signs or anything else to stop people walking in them. I had even walked past the prat and he didnt say a word as I walked towards the open manhole!

So: I have his name and address and he's gonna have to pay for new clothes, a chinese meal I missed, fuel driving to the hospital and my employer is also going to invoice him for the cost of new safety shoes, as I have no idea what was in the water I fell in but dont feel like wearing the shoes again as the water penetrated them.

:mad

Still, I'm glad it was me and not my fiance who fell in.
 
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