What a dreadful taste that whole experience left in my mouth.
Where else would a taste be left I wonder?
Papa what-his-name can forget any repeat business and as for the hat!
I read recently that men fart twice as often as women which in itself isn't a remarkable fact. I think it was something like 14 times a day for women and 28 for men although I couldn't be sure and in the interest of science have taken to counting my farts in an effort to establish whether I fart more than is normal and acceptable and whether this is caused by my diet or just good genes.
Yesterday I got up to 20 before I lost count and today I forgot after my first one of the day.
Not exactly Stephen Hawking I know.
Got paid today and (not) coincidentally had my best day. Even found the cheese turning bearable today which is fortunate as I was doing it all day. My co-workers have been revealing the tried and trusted cheese turning secrets which have proved to be pretty succesful in helping me to speed up and keep my spirits elevated.
It's not much I know but I'm grateful for the respite from self pity as that wasn't getting me anywhere.
Tonight I dine on steak to celebrate (and to hopefully redress some of the cheese - beef imbalance).
Thursday, September 16, 2004
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- Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.
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