Thank Goodness It’s Finished

Yesterday was a bit of a disastrous day. I was due to re-take my CSCS exam in the afternoon, so all day I had been getting myself mentally prepared for it. That didn’t include revision I hasten to add! I left work at 2.30 so I’d make it back into town in plenty of time. Giving that I’d read about how an earlier power cut was still causing grief around the surrounding roads and car parks I needed to give myself plenty of time.

I needn’t have worried. The roads were relatively clear, normality had been restored in the town centre and the car parks were fully functioning. So I found myself with half an hour to spare. I headed into Superdrug to get some water so I could top up on the painkillers before I went it. After a wander round I decided I’d head down to the test centre. I half expected to wait till my allotted time as I was still 15 minutes early, but they had enough space to let me sit the exam there and then.

The questions started off reasonably easy; they were mostly common sense situations about preventing accidents happening and wearing the right protective clothing. Forty multiple choice questions later I emerged from the room very numb of brain and had totally lost the will to live. The woman responsible for handing out the results pulled mine off the printer and handed it to me with a curt “here are your results”.

Ahhhhh, failure again!

Honestly though, I’m a Document Controller, why the heck should I care about which wire is which in a plug! And I wasn’t particularly bothered about which fire extinguisher puts out an oil fire either.

So I left the test centre and rang my friend who I was meeting up with. She was still at home so I drove over to pick her up and we headed to the cinema.

We went to see Shrek the Third. I thought I’d treat myself to some ice cream; possibly the worst thing I could have eaten really. I think I’m developing a dairy intolerance as I sat through the first half of the film in complete agony with my guts. I was lucky nothing else happened. When the adverts were still rolling some little sh!t a few rows back decided it would be hilarious to throw chocolate at me. It always seems to be me that gets picked on. I’m 26 years old and yet I’m still getting bullied by kids. What the heck is that all about please?

Anyway, after the film ended I cleaned the chocolate out of my hair as best I could before we headed to get something to eat. Another mistake.

We ended up in TGI Fridays, which leads me to explain the title of this rambling. If you take all the initial letters you end up with Thank Goodness It's Finished. I rest my case.

The starter was overly spicy and covered in a disgusting thick sickly sauce. It was so bad I had to leave the vast majority of it. Now, if you know me you’ll know I love my food, so it must have been bad for me not to have finished it. All the edges of the plate were dotted with bits of sauce, so zero points are awarded for presentation.

We both ordered a burger for the main course. You can’t usually go far wrong with one. Ahhh, so very wrong! The bun was burnt to a cinder underneath where they’d tried to toast it. Perhaps they should look up the meaning of “toast”. It’s far from “cremate”.

Perhaps they should give this site a try.

Whinge not over!

The chips were dry, tasteless and cold.

Don’t even get me started on the level of “service”. I use the term loosely because perhaps it should be “disservice”. Rude, unhelpful and awfully presented.

I wasn’t holding out much hope as we sat at the bar after eating what we could salvage. I was pleasantly surprised. The bartender obviously loved his job as he was lively, polite and very well presented. It was a massive contrast to what we’d just come from. He invented a new cocktail for my friend; it had a lot of strawberry vodka and rum in it as well as fresh strawberries and a load of mint. Probably sounds disgusting but it tasted lovely!

So there ends my whinge……for now! Not that anyone’s going to read it, but it was something to do whilst at work!!!