i can't stop listening to the new King's of Leon single (showing my age there. I mean track, download or whatever it is the youth of today say). i like it so much it makes me a bit tingly! i was listening to it at the gym today as i cycled manically (torn my hamstring so no running for 2 weeks, which is, of course, my idea of torture) and i found myself wishing that i was having the kind of affair that would inspire someone to write a song like that about me!
Hot as a fever, Rattling bones
I could just taste it, Taste it
Oh we're still the greatest
Your sex is on fire.
i was at the gym despite having a torn hamstring and despite having quite possibly the worst hangover of the year. yesterday we went out for lunch to celebrate the birthday of one of my team. she is 19 years younger than me. i can't quite believe that i work with someone almost two decades my junior and i'm not a primary school teacher! we went to her choice of restaurant. American-themed chain, you know the one, i won't name it for fear of libel.
suffice to say that when i ordered my hamburger, and asked for it medium well, our waiter raised his artfully shaved and pierced eyebrow and informed me that 'all our hamburgers are served well'. bless. but how wrong he was. while my hamburger did indeed come well-done (or as well done as you can get for a frozen hamburger like the ones they sell down Beejam) i wouldn't say we were served very well at all by lovely little Ricky (or the Rickster as i'm sure his mates call him). Now, i don't know whether the Rickster has another job that he combines with waiting tables (as in, does them both at the same time, running between the two) or whether he kept on popping off to auditions to be in a boy band between courses but all i can say is that our lunch lasted nearly three hours. and not because we'd gone for a tasting menu or a leisurely 'let's drink the place dry we're on expenses' lunch. nope, our lunch lasted so long simply because Ricky vanished the minute he'd finished serving us first our, 'oh my god, this is so insipid i almost admire the barman' cocktails, then our 'when the microwave pings, remove burgers and serve to customer. remember to smile' main courses and on to our second bottle of wine.
anyway, we then went on for frozen margaritas and then home for g&ts and wine.
let's just say today is a little challenging
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