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June 05, 2005

Worrying signs recently……………….

1) Listening to a song called Incomplete, really liking it, then finding out it was the Backstreet Boys.

2) Using my car horn on an old lady when she pulled out in front of me and scaring the shit of her. It takes a lot for me to use my horn, especially on poor old ladies.

3) Being chatted up by a middle aged woman whilst on the golf driving range. Not helping the situation when she asked me to help her with her game, to which I replied “I don’t think I can help you, have you seen my balls today, they are all over the place”. Still, this is one of a long lost of ‘older’ women that have tried it on in recent times.

4) Actually liking one of the new type Star War films.

5) Dreaming some really weird shit.

6) Sweating to new unprecedented levels. In the gym, of course.

7) Enjoying ironing. Unbelievable. Even more worryingly contemplating buying a new power iron for £230.

8) Reading a news article the day after looking for a new expensive iron telling me, blokes are looking for, new and expensive irons. http://www.guardian.co.uk/gender/story/0,11812,1498189,00.html

9) Actually planning a holiday properly and in detail. Like most things, I’ll do the complicated things well, but as I leave for Canada I’ll probably forget the most simple things, like my passport.

10) Going food shopping on a Sunday at 9am to beat the rush of people. Great in theory, but not only did I beat the rush of people, I also beat the people who work on the checkouts. They start at 10am apparently.

11) Finding that the most annoying advert featuring the most annoying ring tone EVER created called 'Crazy Frog', puts a ring tone at the top of the charts, beating 'Speed of Sound' by Coldplay.

11 Comments:

  • At 9:17 pm, Blogger coops said…

    Thanks négligé. That's two of my worries dealt with. The thing is I have added two to my list.

    12) My washing machine has broken tonight trapping all my work clothes for the rest of the week (true, and it's pissing me right off)

    13) I'm starting to worry about which cardigan to wear to work tommorow, The Marks and Spencer one is more comfortable, but the BHS one goes better with my Clarkes shoes.

     
  • At 9:45 pm, Blogger coops said…

    Right cheers négligé, BHS on it is.

    no 12 new developments........

    After three days of my clothes being in the washing machine, I finally worked out a setting to get the door open..... which I did...... then it completely flooded the floor. So I'm walking around with towels on the floor, with wet socks (I did'nt want to get my M&S Slippers wet), trying to get the waterlogged clothes out.

    So, I rescue the work shirts, the BHS cardigan has had it's day of glory, everything seems ok. After drying the shirts on the radiator for hours and boiling in the flat in the process due to heating being on, I think the end is in sight.

    So I get my brand new shirts on the ironing board, Fuck me, they have got burn marks all over them. I'll look like a leopard with spots if I wear them.

    Cardigan it is then.

     
  • At 8:33 pm, Blogger coops said…

    I'm sure those Singaporians are learning lots off you Euan, like wearing thick Scottish kilts in fully sacturated heat, drinking stupid amounts of beer (on school nights), telling stories and having random conversations with complete strangers, won't mention the rest!

    Some people have to make life and death decisions.... Do I operate to save him? Should I pull up and save the passengers? Do I send my country to war? That's nothing compared to my dilema's.........

    Due to my washing machine induced work shirt shortage I've had to open the emergency bag of shirts ....... do I ...........

    a) Wear the shirt from 1996 when I was two colar sizes bigger (lots of Big Macs, student days) than I am now thus looking like a hot air baloon

    b) Go for the okay one with buttons 1 and 3 missing (wet shirt 2003, pulled it too hard) and hope nobody notices

    c) Go for the nice Bankok tailored shirt I have worn once with an ink stained pocket (exploding pen, First day at JPMorgan 2005)

    d) Go for the one that despite how much you iron it always looks like you slept in it and that's why nobody wanted it (75% off sale, Whiteley Village 2004) blue number

    I think doctors are overpaid.

     
  • At 7:52 pm, Blogger Jesster said…

    What exactly does an expensive iron do so much better than a regular iron? I don't even own an iron at all...pitiful, I know.

     
  • At 8:14 pm, Blogger coops said…

    Very good question ...... BUT....

    Of course it's got 4 bar pressure, 100g/min steam output. 2200 watts and to top it all off it's got a mega 150g/min turbo steam.

    Reading the description of the iron creased me up.

    At the end of the day I'm willing to spend good money on things I use everyday, but even though I use an iron reguarly, I'm not going for it. I mean it's stupid. Pointless.

    We all know you need at least 200g/min turbo steam.

     
  • At 4:18 pm, Blogger Cold Hands said…

    yeah- i havent used an iron in a VERY long time :)

     
  • At 10:53 pm, Blogger coops said…

    That's probably why you crease me up.

     
  • At 7:16 am, Blogger Dirty Dan said…

    i've had that once. listening to a nice tune and then later realising it was .. ahem.. britney spears :|

     
  • At 8:41 am, Blogger coops said…

    but it least it wan't be back Bum boys mate!!!

    p.s Well done to Liverpool, what a great night that was, must have been a bit surreal over there in Dubai.

     
  • At 5:19 pm, Blogger she said…

    i am adding you to msn so we can discuss these so called plans of yours.

     
  • At 6:05 pm, Blogger coops said…

    Righty oh.........

    Toronto 8th July to 12th July
    Winnipeg 12th - 15th
    Calgary 15th - 20th
    Vancouver 20th - 30th

    Will discuss on MSN, affirmitive if I ever leave work and make it home before 10pm one day.

     

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