I was in the CO-OP. It's hard to enjoy the retail experience when the girl at the till has blood dripping from her nose, mouth and eyes. She seemed quite pleased with herself. I think they have been re-trained, they all use the expression 'pop your card in the slot for me' - although it could be some form of coded come-on... but I've never fucked a corpse, even a pretend one - and I don't intend to start now.
Talking retail - I am one of those sad bastards that has to check the prices of everything - and I can confirm that most basic foodstuffs have gone up in price this year by about 10 - 15%. Butter just shot up 15p a pack this week, even the cheap shit is getting expensive. I can't even harden my own arteries in comfort without paying through the nose. I did get paid today, I still had approx £10 left in my wallet - and could easily have managed to Monday - but I needed coffee and a few basics - so I went 'wild' and spent about 20 quid. After my mortgage, power bill and phone bill - I have about 100 quid left until the start of December - although I do have a few outstanding invoices. Modern life is a bit rubbish at the moment.
Telly is pretty shite too, so I'm watching Tinker Tailor in its entirety. I am supposed to be out tonight but I think there has been a breakdown in communication and I'm not pushing my luck - it's not the sort of thing I could turn up to on my own, it would only cost me money anyway. I dropped an egg in the kitchen last week and it broke on the range - I suddenly had a flashback to 'The Pianist' - the scene where an old woman gets some soup knocked from her hand and people are so starving the lap it up off the floor... I decided against such measures. Cleaning up a raw egg was not as easy as I thought.
I was woken up in the night by a chorus of vomiting dog. I have no explanation for this - one of the dogs threw up what was absolutly certainly some kind of fish - it couldn't have been anything else, it looked like fish and it had scales. I have no idea where that came from - although I have seen seagulls drop fairly large fish from the sky so it could have come from the garden. Fish scales in foaming green bile glitter like silver leaf.
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Gawd, that's all you need, shop assistants dressed up for Hallowe'en. It's mental here every year, everyone goes into work in fancy dress. Do we need that? No we do not.
Soon, every shop will start smelling so strongly of cinnamon, it makes you choke.
Snort. Pop your card in the slot for me. Snort.
Perhaps I should have suggested real blood, for authenticity? I could oblige with the preparation...I'm happy to help,
Christmas starts on Monday morning at 8am.
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