Tempus Fugit

Time Flies…

   Jun 23

A WOFTE afternoon

**BEGIN RANT**
It fucking shits me when I go to the effort of getting out of bed at the unseemly hour of midday, shower, and then drive to the hospital for a clinic only to discover:

a) My attendance form was already signed off yesterday
b) The wretched clinic (which was already of dubious value) was cancelled.

So I got all dressed up for no reason.

Bah humbug!

BAH BAH BAH FUCKING HUMBUG.
**END RANT**

W.O.F.T.E.Waste Of Fucking Time and Effort

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  1. says:

    whingeing buggar

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