Sick Day

I took the day off, a real sickie, Boris hoped I would feel better soon.

Oh, it wasn't a complete lie, I have continuing shoulder pain, but not really enough to stop me working.

You know, I have a mountain of sick leave accrued, I think I might take it. What can they do? Nothing.

As soon as Sam left for the office, I headed to the bakery to get a muffin to have with my second cup of coffee. But, being Monday, the bakery was closed. I stood on the corner of my street with disappointment washing over me.

I bought a 1 terabyte hard drive from Fitzroy Officeworks. I wished I'd bought the 2 terabyte version. I wanted to return it, but I lost the receipt. Stupid me, I never lose receipts. So, I had a go at returning it without a receipt, but the fat, blond slag on the counter with poor teeth was having none of it.

"Not without a receipt."

"But, it's not like I want my money back," I said. "I actually want to pay you more money."

"See if you can find a bank statement showing the purchase?"

I, actually, had an idea I paid cash for it? Anyway, I couldn't say anything, I lost the receipt like a doof. I'll just never shop there again. Ha, ha, ha. Chuckle.

I went to the Salvos to see what CDs they had for $1. While I was looking, one of lifes losers turns up pushed in next to me. He came in under my arm there was so little room, and I, according to him, elbowed him in the head. I believed my elbow touched his head. He complained. I had headphones in so, mercifully, I couldn't really hear him. The next thing he was pushing into me on my other side.

"Move over," he said. "I want to look at these disks."

I switched off my music. "Huh?"

"Move over and look at those ones over there, I wanna look at these.'

"I'll be finished looking in a minute, mate."

"Oh, yes, everyone has to work around you, I see."

"What?" He tried to stare me down with his rat face. "I was here first, hang on a minute."

"Oh yes, you always think you are first, probably. I know your kind."

I turned the music up and pretended he wasn't there at all.

He said more, but I couldn't hear him. Then he vanished. His type don't want to look at the produce, they just want a distraction from their miserable lives.

I spent $10 on 10 CDs. BB King, Pete Murray, Alanis Morissette, M People, Cafe del Mar, Neil Diamond Hot August Night, Van Morrison and Diana Krall.

I bought a cinnamon scroll on the way home, from Falco. I made more coffee when I got home. 

I watched two movies, a straight movie Lie With Me, and a gay Acrobat, as I uploaded my new CDs to iTunes.

The two dogs slept at my feet all day.

I wrote my journal.

Sam got home 5pm and we took the woofs for a walk.