Wednesday, 16 December 2009
Can we put it back a week? I'm not ready. I have too much to do so can't go out boozing and haven't started Christmas shopping yet. I tried but the shops are full of people complaining they have no money and spending it anyway. Unless they're on £23,000 tax free income but you have to give up everything and become State breeding cattle to get that.
Most of the stuff in the shops is the kind of stuff you open on Christmas day, say 'thanks' through a rictus grin and then lose it two days later. Isn't there anything worthwhile to give to anyone now? It'll be jars of humbugs all round at this rate.
It catches me out every year because it starts even before Halloween is over these days. There's such a long lead-in I forget when it's getting to the actual time.
I had a phone call today from a client who forgot to tell me he's coming up tomorrow and could we arrange a meeting. I bit my lip and agreed because I charge for meetings. He's forgiven now because later in the day, a case of wine appeared with 'Merry Christmas' on it. Twelve bottles of high class hooch, twelve days of Christmas, you can see what's going to happen here, can't you? The downside is that I have around 13 hours to prepare for the meeting and I'd hoped to spend a few of them asleep.
So no more from me tonight. Have to work. I opened one of the bottles to help me concentrate.
I'll shut up now.
Posted by Leg-iron at 21:09