this morning on my work it was raining. as i crossed the road, it was starting to stop raining and i saw a man attempt to put his brolly away. unfortunately for him and to my amusement, a gust of wind blew it away from him and onto the path of oncoming traffic. i was able to laugh at this as no-one was hurt and the man looked extremely embarrassed at being incapable of holding onto his brolly in mild weather. plus the incident held up a particularly shit looking citroen saxo so he must've taken some consolation.
at work i tried to beat lucy's high scores on pinball but alas i am shit at pinball and her scores live on another day.
i am currently formulating some techniques to enhance the entertainment value of warden's calls. the first of these has been implemented on david, whereby i always call him 'dave' even though he repeatedly tells me his name is david. a similar technique is being implemented on gemma, who i am starting to call 'emma'. i bet you can already imagine the hilarious consequences.
