Count down to the weekend

I lost my bet about CJ, I am one bloody mary down on the cash front. CJ made it in today but only by 10.50am after her ‘horrendous 2 hour journey’ into work. Er so that means you left home at 8.50am? I’d been in work for 20 minutes at that point, what do you cocking expect if you are driving in rush hour on the last day before the Easter bank holiday? She’s the feckin’ April fool around here. Everyone has definitely lost their patience with her now and there were no offers of sympathy and Moody was close to cracking. He caught me in the kitchen at lunch and made a comment so I just took it and ran on a mini rant about how much she annoys me. He totally agrees but said “well no one’s picking her up on it so she’ll keep on doing it” which is true. I think what gets me the most is the fact that she doesn’t seem to realise everyone is lining up to rip her a new one every time she harps on about her journey and thinks we should be showering her with sympathy as she runs in the door. Plus the fact she hasn’t fucking been here the past 2 days anyway!!

Sorry, I know I go on about her but she does wind me up. Let’s hope Moon Monkey clocks her shit time keeping and days off and sacks the bitch.

So, a 4 day weekend? Amazing. 4 days away from this shit hole and the freaks who make me want to commit GBH. I plan to use every minute of each day to its utmost potential and drag my feet in on Tuesday. But let’s not think of Tuesday right now, that’s a long way off.

I haven’t enquired into what the majority of the department are doing with their time (because frankly I just don’t care enough) but I know that Moody has “4 days without the wife” which he seems to be looking forward to. He’s still lumbered with the dog and 2 kids but apparently they “don’t answer back as much”. Gunner is planning a big afternoon/evening out on Saturday with his mates and Kirstie plans to do sod all and not leave her sofa.

I haven’t asked Andre but I am sure that it will involve an elaborate dinner party with amazing costumes, a re-enactment of a bloody battle and then watching the whole back catalogue of Dr Who. She has come up with a suggestion for the next work day out (apparently we can’t spend the whole £600 a head at bowling, we need to make it stretch out a bit more) and everyone is more than up for it. A day of falconry! Brilliant! We spend a day learning how to make birds of prey land on our wrists and fly about. Genius. I for one am looking forward to whatever she decides to wear on the day and will try and get photo’s. No, I WILL get photo’s, that I promise you.

I have avoided talking to CJ in case I end up in a disciplinarily after jumping across the desk and getting her in a head lock as my nerves suddenly snap and so have no clue as to what her plans are. I expect they will be incredibly dull. She had a hen do last weekend in Brighton and complained about the amount of other hen do’s that were there and the fact the person organising it wanted them to dress up in school uniform but they decided not too as it would be too embarrassing. They show up realising every other hen and stag do had dressed up so it actually wouldn’t have been embarrassing and it may have even been….dare I say it…..fun? I asked what they got up to “oh you know the usual, meal, bar, clubs” – said in the most bored voice ever. I think she would have preferred to stay at home with her tax returns.

Right the bosses have both buggered off so I’m following suit shortly. Well no one else round here seems to be keeping to their hours….

Have a good Easter Break people, service will resume next Tuesday!