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There were clouds in my coffee

Sunday, July 15 2012

I woke at 4.30am after what seemed like a long night's sleep from this corking dream. I had a banging headache: I had called my boss on the phone. Can I go home early? Sure, I was told that I would be collected, and in my mind's eye I saw a map of where I was and where I wanted to go. There was also a mood of deception on my part to this dream. Maybe I was pretending to be sick or something. So I walked outside and down a street with a friend. I had a cup of coffee in my right hand. The

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Around the world in eighty toilets

Wednesday, June 20 2012

There were messages left for me on the work answerphone. They were so funny that I wanted to hear them again. I'd tried to make a phone call to a colleague but ended up doing so in America. I was there to meet Sophie's parents who were arriving on a plane. Her brother's young girls were also off the plane but they wouldn't give me a hug. I had a thought that they were were going to be arriving like in the book Around The World In Eighty Days, having to burn a boat for fuel to reach their de

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First day at an office job

Thursday, April 19 2007

I was working in an office on agency work. Part of my work involved filling in forms, and I was getting into this rather well until the boss said that I had made a mistake and needed to start again. Now, this error wasn't my fault, so I said that I would not be doing so. However, I relented and said I would, but got assigned to a task involving number on a pad that I had to phone. It was about this time that I was told that I was fired. This wound me up a lot, so I started swearing and c

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The cleaner

Thursday, December 25 2003

Went into a loo at work and the cleaner was there. She didn't smile or say hello, which annoyed me. I turned left, and went for some privacy in an adjoining room, where I was drawn into conversation with a guy who supported Everton FC (after I had a pee). Later at work he passed by where I worked and I was not there. He left a message on a cardboard box, written with a black felt pen. That was when a workmate asked me what his team was.

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