Ryan is so mad at the moment. A well known corporate custard making authority wrote back a reply to his rant about it being evil and his campaign against it and sent, a complementary tin of custard. Crazy. He says he's going to send it back and couldn't believe how cheeky they were. He says they wrote about how they were not able to completely breakdown the contents of their custard but the ingrediants are listed on the tin. They also tried to assure them that they were not evil but they were; " merely spreading joy through custard producing". Seriously. That is a quote from this manic letter. I think its hilarious but Ry is completely spitting blood at the moment. Absolutely furious. I have no problems with major corporations extracting the urine from us little people. They can abuse us if they want. I don't care.
Had to have one of those team bonding sessions at work today. I don't really understand why, as there's only ever five of us girls working out front at a time. Half of the people I saw today I never knew, and didn't want to know, worked for the place. Some of the woman were really bitchy. Particularly about my hair. My hair is bobbed, just under my chin but is dyed a really light baby blue, actually its almost white. I've had it done like this for a long time, a good couple of years. I'm blonde anyway so I don't get bad roots but these two; one brunette and blonde, I could feel their eyes navigating me. I heard them tell this other woman that I looked like a complete stuck up bitch. I assure you, someone who has eaten pizza many a time after dropping it on the ground, is not stuck up. In fact they never even bothered to speak to me. Such a twist. I think that's called something, projecting what you are on to someone else to make yourself feel better. I did it once. I called Ryan a woman when I had serious period pain, but only because at that moment I hated being a woman. Anyway, as you can tell team bonding was a disaster, management let us all leave early.
Frank woke up in some woman's bathtub he informed me today. He didn't know who the woman was but felt it was ok to sleep in her tub. I guess that's good, i mean, if you don't know her, you won't have to apologise.