And why are you only doing half a day?

'Because I'm going to lemmers tomorrow, and I need to catch a train.'

'Oh... What times your train?'

'15:00, that's 3 isn't it?'

*laugh* 'yes...!'

MR holding a cl10 up, 'the yellow one of these looked great on a coffee coloured woman yesterday'

This makes me laugh and reminds me of a day in the 'abattoir' about a month ago, I should have blogged about it before now but it keeps slipping through the giant holes in the sieve that my brain sits in (I do keep scooping my thoughts back in there but they keep escaping!)

To set the scene....

EC and I are minding our own buisness sorting through and putting away the 30's, EC was stood up infront of the f/ff section and I was crouched over the box trying to untangle them all. At the time I had a cold and was coughing, A LOT, over everything and everyone that was in splattering distance. Soooo EC and I were listening to music when KA walks in....

KA 'oi, coughy face'
Moi *horrified look directed to EC and then KA*
EC (calmly) 'i don't think we know each other well enough for you to call me that'
Moi (trying to hide in the box)
KA 'i meant her' *points finger at me* 'although you are more of a fudge, latte posibily?'
EC 'well people have said I was latte in the past'

Spent far too long pissing about at work today, spent ages talking to EC on her lunch (I want chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, chocolate...) before realising it was 2:25
Moi 'shit it's half two! My trains at 3!'
EC 'you better get the bus...'
Moi 'i don't know if I've got enough money for the bus!'
EC *evil your-going-to-miss-it grin*

I needent have worried as I know from experience that actually possesing the ability to walk faster than someone who has; broken legs/is a coffin dodger/is a student, I can get to the station in plenty of time. So just to clarify, I got there with 15 minutes to spare! HAHA DOUBTERS!

Just passed through a estate near a station we were stopping at and thought how pretty it looked, very New England. Then they announced that the next station was March... It was a nice thought while it lasted...

Lovely girls in front of me putting on her make up. Wiping her brush on the seat in front to get rid of any previous make up. I think she picked up more shit than she wiped off! They also ate like the had their noses in troughs as there was biscuit residue everywhere....

I fell asleep on the train... Twice. Once woken up by the drinks man standing on my foot and the other time when the tannoy said we were in Birmingham. Both times I woke up with my mouth open although no dribble... Thank god I slept on my back!


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