Earlier today an estate agents van from the local shop down the road drove past me house. After calling the samaritans , vomiting for an hour and hyperventilating into a paper bag I rang them. Only to be told that the little retired geezer they hire ad-hoc for out of hours viewings in my area often uses my road as a cut through rather than the main high street to save himself a little time getting back to the office. Well the absolute selfish bastard has left me wondering if life is just bleeping out to get me once and for all. Havent I dealt with enough demons throughout my small petrid existence but no, it seems life has dealt another cruel blow
After taking a couple of shots of tequila to deal with the shock and calm myself down I called them back to enquire how much the house I am renting would actually cost to buy only to be told if you have to ask.. you cant afford it, but seeing as you did, it's actually 2billion times your paltry salary you piece of tit. I dont know where my life goes from here but I muster the strength to carry on for another day and face my demons from the local Farrell Hayworth branch once again. Keep fighting the good fight people who only earn over 100k per annum life will turn around for us very soon.
