Faggots, chips and mushy peas

At work today Showkat my commercial manager had the old team in hysterics. He brought a Blackberry for his daughter and tried to set up the email facility on it last night. He tried to connect it to a hotmail address and got frustrated when he couldn't. He tried to then to take the BB back last night to the shop he brought it from but it was shut. He came into work this morning F-ing and blinding about it until Ab asked him if he has set up a hotmail address to connect it to. Guess what, he had't, what a dumb ass

Apart from the comedy value of Showkat this morning the rest of the day was boring. There is a commissioning of a project tonight and if it doesn't go well then I will be getting a phone call at 3am in the morning.

Tonight for tea I done me the great Black Country delicacy of faggots, mushy peas and chips (pic). I was gutted to find that I didn't have any mushy peas but my local corner shop saved the day.

I've also trapped my little finger in the door tonight and its killing me. Now I'm the dumb ass.