So yesterday... I went into work after I was given an impromptu day off on Wednesday (because the other guys couldn't be bothered coming to work) and decided to bring up the subject of a "contract". Sadly they were not able to furnish me with one nor were they willing to make a goodwill up front payment to me to keep me from thinking they were up to no good. As I had no redress should they not have paid me, as I did not have a contract, I told them where to stick their job and left. Hurrah!
Jim and I spent most of the rest of the day down the pub getting more and more pissed. I don't know how many pints of cider I drank but it was.... quite a lot. We spent most of the evening discussing the fast approaching end of the world (day for your diary there folks... ;) ) and other such silly subjects.
Mmm... currently enjoying some Dark Chocolate Hob Nobs. YUM!
The gorgeous Mario Maurer is currently promoting Pepsi in a very, very cheesy advert...
Told you... pure cheese.