At first glance I couldn’t think of anything so I’ve left it a week to ensure I have now built up a healthy amount of ranting energy. So here goes…
Now I drive within the speed limit and by no means am I a Sunday driver. So why do some people have to drive about 5 inches away from your car trying to intimidate you out of the way? They then jet down the motorway at 90+ mph? You aren’t in Fast and Furious. Nowhere is THAT urgent. Unless you’re having a heart attack I guess (but then it’s not wise to drive then really is it?). So stop it at once. Idiots.
I used to find him really really funny. But I just don’t get him anymore. I don’t really hate him. I’m just mostly confused at his humour. Maybe I just don’t get him. I know I already said that but I don’t. Hmmm.
If you only ever tend to bump into someone you know in the supermarket and you aren’t really good friends with that person, then you really shouldn’t tell someone to have another child because:
A) They’re “getting on a bit”
B) “It’s not good to leave too big a gap”
C) “It’s not ideal to have just one”
The correct etiquette is say hello, make polite small talk, compliment any children that are within the vicinity and then say you must rush. Else you should go into Room 101.
I’ve tried a few times to like them. I really have. I just can’t past that orangey jelly thing. Every man in my life loves them. Husband, brothers, son. *shudder*
They have to go into Room 101. Sorry.
Just till Little Z finishes his education. Then I’ll let him out. That’s ok right? He can eat the Jaffa cakes.
I think I should stop there or I will go into “AND ANOTHER THING” mode!
Sooo there you have it? What would you put into your Room 101?