Alextommo’s Weblog

I cannot understand why that everytime I see an attractive girl whilst I’m sitting at my checkout like a freaking battery hen, they all seem to be taken… taken by some bloody chav that is probably at least 3-4 years older than she is. What interest’s these young women into such a person, I’m not even sure I’d class them as that. I think I speak for many when I say that these people must have the worst dress sense I have possibly seen in my entire life, so bad that I won’t be suprised if the children go trick-or-treating dressed as a chav.

Brightly coloured hoodies with matching jogging bottoms. Fake gold chains and other jewellery, some of these ’rudebois’ as they would call themselves even walk around in public places with their hands down their trousers. No simpler way to put this than “What the fuck are you doing? Pervert!”

The constant need to shout and swear instead of talking like any normal
human being. Although some of these kinds of people are tolerable, others are a nightmare.

Why would you date these guys? Get yourself pregnant at such a low age and ruin a decent future?

In other news…

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On Saturday, work was dull as usual until 16:45 when an un-named female collapsed, paramedics were notified and arrived in a short while. The woman,
who most likely smacked her head on the old marble surface (I couldn’t see very well, I was two tills back) was covered in blood, some people carried on shopping, other’s stood there in shock. As for me, I just wanted to see all the blood on the floor (cheap thrill, I know) but I had to carry on serving customers.

She was shortly taken to hospital and I went home an hour later.

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Saturday evening, with my parents out of town for the weekend. I was feeling peckish so I got out some chips and shoved them in the oven. Not realising an old tray was still in there right at the top with some grease and alluminium foil on it, I turned the oven on and left it for a moment. I returned to the kitchen and opened the oven to check on my supper horrified to see smoke come out and noticing the old tray at the top was on fire. I had to think quick, I put on an oven glove, soaked a tea-towel in cold water and put the burning tray on the sink and covered the tea-towel over it. Shortly afterwards I started feasting on a microwavable burger.