One of Those Days

Some days wouldn't you just rather be..... 'Somewhere Else'?

Like here maybe?

Or here?

Or what about here?

Or on a really bad day?

or finally, failing all else, how about here?

You see the world is full of idiots, present company excepted of course! (you're all wonderful...no really, you are).  I'm talking about the rest of  'em...people who are probably wonderful in real life too, but not when they cross our paths in an official capacity.  You know the kind, the ones that sit at the other side of a desk, and say things like "it's not in my job remit to know the answer to that" or "computer says noooooooo" or my favourite " that's an entirely different department, I can give you the telephone number but they won't be there now".

They drive the buses that come late and then set off before you sit down, causing you to throw out your already bad back and shoulder..... and stop so suddenly at your bus stop that you end up being ejected as if from the cockpit of a plane that is about to plummet to earth.

They stand behind shop counters chewing gum, inspecting their nails and chatting to their colleagues while you stand there waiting to be assisted......which is after all their job!  When they finally acknowledge you and you politely ask if they have any of whatever it is you want, they look blankly at you, shrug and say "If it's not on the shelf, we haven't got any".  Grrrrrr!

Never mind, keep calm and go to your happy place.  I'll meet you there and we'll get stinking drunk and then sleep for two days.  I'm sure we'll wake up to a perfect world where everyone is kind and helpful.  If not I'll book us all a one way ticket to the Moon..... That's sorted then!