Thursday 23rd July

Last week, I feared for the continued existence of this diary. How can one write about life as a disgruntled receptionist when one is neither;
a) A receptionist nor,
b) Disgruntled?

Still, I’ve another week before I throw in the towel here so I’m technically still a receptionist. And, after a brief dalliance with ecstasy (of the non-chemical variety), I am now back to being firmly pissed off with the world.

Here is a list of things that piss me off:

Bus drivers
People eating your popcorn in the cinema when they’re too tight to buy their own
Stains down the toilet bowl- Use the bloody brush!
People who talk too much
People who talk too little
Negativity. I especially hate negativity.

Thought I’d feel better after making this list but clearly it was a pointless exercise. Like life, really.