I'll Probably Feel A Whole Lot Better When You're Gone

so last week the council housing officer phoned and told me they'd be finally coming to do my bathroom on May 4th.

Fine, I said. I'll be ready.

This morning I got woken up at 8.30am by a bunch of guys wanting to rip my bathroom out. Me? TOTALLY NOT READY. BECAUSE IT'S MAY THE FUCKING THIRD TODAY YOU WANKERS.

Now? It's 15.30. They told me they'd be gone by 16.30. Last I looked, my toilet hadn't actually been plumbed in.

I NEED TO GO SO FUCKING BAD RIGHT NOW.

I'll Probably Feel A Whole Lot Better When You're Gone

so last week the council housing officer phoned and told me they'd be finally coming to do my bathroom on May 4th.

Fine, I said. I'll be ready.

This morning I got woken up at 8.30am by a bunch of guys wanting to rip my bathroom out. Me? TOTALLY NOT READY. BECAUSE IT'S MAY THE FUCKING THIRD TODAY YOU WANKERS.

Now? It's 15.30. They told me they'd be gone by 16.30. Last I looked, my toilet hadn't actually been plumbed in.

I NEED TO GO SO FUCKING BAD RIGHT NOW.