I’m actually too annoyed to blog about what is annoying me. I just want to punch something. This is not healthy so rather than spread my irritableness around I’m taking a break.
Don’t even mention Friday the 13th. It’s superstitious nonsense and the twonks that I work with seem to be paralysed with fear because of it. It’s the 21st Century for fuck’s sake. Not the bloody middle ages.
See, that’s the sort of mood I’m in. It’s better that I just go off and work before I annoy anyone else.
…not for smuggling cocaine but for mangling the English language.
I read in the Metro on the train this morning that a pair of young women had been arrested.
Yasemin said: ‘It was basically like a set-up. They didn’t tell us nothing, we didn’t think nothing, because, basically, we are innocent. We don’t know nothing about this drugs and stuff. We don’t know nothing.’
This is inexcusable. So many double negatives and lack of clear structure to her sentences. Perhaps ten years in prison in Ghana will show them the error their ways. After this confession I don’t give them much hope of freedom.