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I wonder if the supermarkets getting sniffy about fireworks will make much of a difference this year. Or was it just Sainsbury's anyway?
 
It's definitely been a lot quieter around my way so far this year - usually the weekend before is noisy but thus far, only a few bangs last night and nothing at an unreasonable hour. Fingers crossed and all that.
 
I don't get why fireworks have to be so obnoxiously LOUD now. What happened to making pretty patterns in the sky?
 
Deluded bints in my office fail to see the irony of spending an hour whispering together in the corner about how many VAT jobs there are left to do before Thursday and how there probably isn't time to do them all whilst not actually doing any work for that hour so they get further and further behind.

I'm in one of those moods today, finding it hard to keep the blunt comments to myself.
 
I'm in one of those moods today, finding it hard to keep the blunt comments to myself.

I feel yr pain. We're currently in the following loop:

*a few weeks ago*

Nitwits - "We're going to need more staff, we can't cope - PANIC!"

*last week*


Managers - "OK, guys, here's your new staff!"

*this week*

Same Nitwits from Act 1 - "We've got too many staff, we're going to get made redundant - PANIC"
 
I am also feeling a little off colour today so I have decided to stay indoors, and am already contemplating opening the wine.
 
I am quite out the way so we are not usually bothered by fireworks, so although we can see some displays from the town on a clear night we can’t usually hear anything. I haven’t actually saw a thing yet though, and actually forgot it was bonfire night tonight. I used to take the kids to a display when they were younger, but they are rather non plussed by it all now.
 
The local display used to be at the school playing fields many years ago, but a rogue firework ended up landing in a babies pram. Thankfully, the baby was not in the pram at the time but they realised after that it wasn’t such a great idea.
 
We used to go down to Glasgow Green for the display in the 80's, into the early 90's. This is, therefore, the 29th anniversary of the car crash my brother and I were damn lucky to walk out of. As well as the 29th anniversary of the "Island Head EP" by Inspiral Carpets.
 
Deluded bints in my office fail to see the irony of spending an hour whispering together in the corner about how many VAT jobs there are left to do before Thursday and how there probably isn't time to do them all whilst not actually doing any work for that hour so they get further and further behind.

I'm in one of those moods today, finding it hard to keep the blunt comments to myself.

OH SING IT. I actually HUFFED and DECAMPED to WATERSTONES when somebody got into the SECOND HALF HOUR of A DETAILED DESCRIPTION OF WHAT'S WHERE IN MANCHESTER WITH MAPS, ANECDOTES and USEFUL ADVICE. "ANOTHER BUSY DAY" I MUTTERED. I don't see why I should fucking slave away with that kind of TAKING THE PISS going on.
 
Also NO BIRTHDAY CAKES this year. I have thrown your cards in the BIN. I really need to think of a new CAREER PRONTO
 
Our vile UKIP/Tommy-Robinson-fan client just brought his VAT in that I'd been asking for since 2nd October. His excuse for lateness was that he was standing as a candidate for the Brexit Party in the election! I resisted the urge to kick his teeth in.

Even without the UKIP stuff he's a mysogynistic wanker who makes my skin crawl.
 
Our vile UKIP/Tommy-Robinson-fan client just brought his VAT in that I'd been asking for since 2nd October. His excuse for lateness was that he was standing as a candidate for the Brexit Party in the election! I resisted the urge to kick his teeth in.

Even without the UKIP stuff he's a mysogynistic wanker who makes my skin crawl.

I'd go over that little lot with a fine toothed comb, see if he's been up to anything norty. Or better, completely illegal.

Or even better, fabricate it, teach him a lesson.
 
I'd go over that little lot with a fine toothed comb, see if he's been up to anything norty. Or better, completely illegal.

Or even better, fabricate it, teach him a lesson.

Oh don't worry, it'll definitely be filed late because there aren't enough hours in the day to do it by Thursday anyway (which he knows) and I'll be going through it with a nit-comb, the finest-toothed comb there is!
 
I'm sure MARK can get to MANCHESTER on the train by himself without your DETAILED ASSISTANCE, VALUABLE ADVICE and MARVELLOUS MICROMANAGEMENT SKILLS. You PATRONIZING CUNT
 
My interweb banking's gone mental with all the extra authentication guff. Logged in and it sent me a passcode to my phone on a text message that I had to enter to complete my log in. Went into the payments section to pay my council tax which has had the same bank details and reference number for fifteen years and it made me dig out the stupid machine that they sent six months ago, stick my debit card in it, enter the card's PIN then press OK, type in a 8-digit number from the site then press OK again then type the 7-digit number from the machine back into the banking site. Then it made me do it all again to pay my credit card. Utterly ridiculous, these payees were set up years ago and I pay them every month, I'd understand and expect it if I was setting up a new payee. Hopefully it was a first-time-only thing and I won't have to do it all again next month.
 
I've replaced the keyboard I spilt tea into on my laptop with a CZECH SLOVAKIAN KEYBOARD. They were £40 while some cunt wanted £2000 for the only UK one I could see. Works just the same just has some funny symbols on :disco:
 
FIREWORK RATE

07 Big red ones
05 Those multi coloured ones that just have little blobs coming off
08 Really loud bang ones
11 Sideshow bob hair ones
-1 Catherine wheel
 

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