I am slightly peeved.

Ah bollocks. I am in a total strop. Why? Because all my workmates have fucked off for the day leaving little ol' me AGAIN alone to do it all. Tart is ill so i'm not too mad at her. Bless, she came in and threw up. (barf *shudders and hides under desk*) So i sent her home. Boss has buggered off out to Wales and has turned his phone off. *growls menacingly*. So there you have it, i'm all alone and ranting to myself. And you lot!

I watched my pub boss get stonking pissed last night and throw up out of a car window. (yep, more barf. I had to put my fingers in my ears, wedge my nose into my knees and squeeze my eyes shut so i wouldn't be compelled to chunder too.) He then had to be carried up the stairs where we put him to bed and left him there with a big bucket.

Best part is...?

We have the night all on film! Can't wait to show him his dance moves while under the influence. Apparently, he is still in bed. It's late afternoon! Someone can't handle his beer!!