Friday, 19 June 2009

June 19

I was sitting in the waiting room at the clinic when a man walked up to the desk. He was wearing overalls and looked like Miles from Home & Away, and was clearly some sort of odd-job man. I didn't know exactly what he was there for so I listened to find out.
The woman on reception said: "Was it dead or alive?"
He said: "It's been coming in and out. You won't keep it out in this weather."
He then left and I got called through for my appointment. I still don't know why he was there.

Rachel bought a peanut butter KitKat chunky. The packaging said 'may contain traces of nuts'.

Weather fronts annoy me. Why do weather men and women go on about hot and cold fronts, and saying "ooh, you know what one of these means." No, we don't. And why talk about them anyway? You don't look out of the window and say, "there's a real warm front out there, put your flip-flops on." All they need to be telling us is the temperature and whether it's going to rain. Weather fronts mean nothing. Get rid of them.

People always describe the quickest route from one place to another by saying 'as the crow flies.' But birds never fly in straight lines. A plane would be better than a crow.

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