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Well, as long as it isn't a rude one that is. From now on you can comment on my excellent writing skills just by clicking on the title above. I look forward to all the complimentary comments you are going to make! You ARE going to makem some, arn't you????

I was out shopping the other day with my lovely wife, she gets better looking every day, or do I need to clean my glasses? Maybe not. It is possible for someone to get better looking as they get older you know. In my eyes anyway.
Anyway, back to the shopping. We were doing the weekly grocery shopping and we were in the supermarket. After we got everything that we needed into the trolly we then went to the checkout. This is where the fun began

After everything had been passed through the computer costing device that never makes mistakes because all the items are bar coded. Eh! I'm afraid not Mr Asda. Now I know that we had a full trolly and all that. We expected to pay about the usual amount. Wait for it..........

Our total for our weekly grocery shopping came to.............

£950.88

Feckin' £950 quid. what have we got that costs so feckin' much.

We had all the stuff packed away in our reclaimed bags, (think of the environment people) and there was no fecki' way I was going to unpack and repack everything. One of the managers was called. Now this is a funny incident as well. He is a manager. He should be able to manage when there is a crisis. What does he do. He calls for help from one of the floor staff. Who by the way was able to fix the problem. Apparently there was a bar code that had been put into the main computer with the wrong figures. Not only that. It was an item that was reduced to clear. It turned out that this item cost us £880.00 quid and a few odd pence. It should have read .50p. Computers. Hah. Who would trust them?

My son has a job interview. Yippeee. If he gets the job, which I hope he does, it will mean no more bank of Mum & Dad. It will also mean that he will have to get up early. That's daylight you see out there son, real daylight. Isn't it good?

The one other thing that is going to happen very soon. There is to be a secret surprise leaving party in my honor at the Nursery where I worked
. The reason I know it's a secret surprise party is because my ex boss phoned me this week and told me about it. Some secrect surprise now. What to do. Pretend to look shocked and surprised? I will tell all after the party.

Now, I think that's enough excitement for this week. Don't forget now. Leave your comments. Be as free with your criticisms, witticisms et al. Just remember, anything nasty, language wise that is, I edit out before it shows. Hopefully, providing the programme works. Have a go and see what happens. Just click on the title above and away you go.

Cheers for now
Posted :: Saturday 4/5/2008 12:57:00 PM

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