Keep thinking about Tone and me. He's backed off totally - had expected him to be full-on like before, but he's cool. Well, not cool... He's perfectly nice. But it's like last week never happened... or was a dream or something. Really weird.
Work is a pain in the arse at the moment, we're run of our feet. Paprika went and left suddenly last wednesday and all her regulars are up in arms, especially this one guy, Brian who says his heart is broken! I mean WTF? a) she's just a dancing girl and b) she's made of 90% plastic anyway and has all the personality of a wet sponge. Tone asked me to try and talk her round, which I did, but TBH I probably didn't try to hard. She was always causing a ruck at work, saying the rest of us were fat and the like. I mean, it's not needed is it?!
Anyway FOOD is calling... cheese and onion pasty I think, followed by Cadbury's Dairy Milk... Only thing for days like this!
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