Tired, tired, tired

Next day off is Christmas day, by which time I will have worked 9 days straight (if you don’t count the day on morphine, which I kind of do, because the aftermath of that was twice as tiring as a regular day, for the next five days). Tired is starting to be burnout. Hopefully, after Christmas, the work load will slacken a little.

In the meantime, my favourite passenger comment of the week:

(After seeing a group of revellers doing the valley on bicycles, in costume.)

One of the costumes was a slutty Santa outfit – usual hat, red and white wrapped tunic lowcut over Dcup breasts, and short red fluffy trimmed skirt, displaying all to the world.
“I guess she’s trying to put the ‘ho back into ‘Ho, Ho, Ho’…..”.

God, I love my job sometimes


About quirkycharm

I like to think that I have a certain quirky charm but I am probably being optimistic. Acquired taste, perhaps, which many don't acquire. This is about my fifth blog out there. My hosting companies kept going out of business or my IT exhusband kept hacking into them and I would move again. I don't do twitter, I barely do facebook, I don't try and 'monetize' my blog. I love my husband, my grown children and my job and this particular incarnation of oversharing my life comes at a time when I am the most content that I have ever been. I write always, sporadically during the good stuff and exhaustingly during the bad.
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One Response to Tired, tired, tired

  1. Freedom Smith says:

    Sounds like you have been very busy! I love the comment your passenger said.

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