Nervous Wreck
Good day to you all. I may not show it from my typing but I am a nervous wreck.
I am nervous about everything. I am nervous when I wake up in the morning knowing one of theses days I won't. I am nervous in the shower In case I fall and damage my manhood. I am nervous brushing my teeth in case I brush too hard and they fall out. I am nervous when walking down the street as I imagine a car mounting the pavement and hitting me or just being mugged. I am nervous about talking to people and I try to avoid this as much as possible. I am nervous about meeting people and nervous about not meeting people. I am very nervous driving a car either by myself or with someone else at the wheel. I hate driving nearly as much as I hate root canal work.
9.38PM sitting here waiting for guests to arrive. BB has gone to the pub and Giuseppe followed close behind. "I done enough for 1 day" Brendan said as he left.
I turned a few different shades of red, blue, green and then white. Now sitting here with my stomach turning with fear. The office door open and the freezing cold wind blowing in waiting for the guest's to arrive. I thought being from Sydney Brendan would check them in but how wrong I was.
I hate checking in people. In fact I hate nearly everything. I hate the world, myself, my mother, my back pain which never goes away, Dutch dentists (I am on number 4)all butchers. I hate carrying bags, climbing stairs, the cold, the heat, rain, sun, sand, most people and nearly everything else you can name.
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9.46pm
Tick tock.
How long, how long must I sing this nightmare.
9.47pm
Another minute gone.
9.49pm
I walked to the door as I heard voices.
My hands are so cold from the wind.
9.50pm
Just felt the heaters. Giuseppe has turned them all off.
Fucker.
9.51
Heaters on.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The guests which are arriving are only staying until tomorrow. And we cannot even give them a late check out as we have others arriving.
Arrive 10pm checkout 12.00
Seems crazy man.
More later or maybe tomorrow as my hands are blue with the cold.
over and out
Robbie Retard
The coldest retard in the west.
PS-- UPDATE.
Guests loved the apartment - Amsterdam Hideaway.
I am nervous about everything. I am nervous when I wake up in the morning knowing one of theses days I won't. I am nervous in the shower In case I fall and damage my manhood. I am nervous brushing my teeth in case I brush too hard and they fall out. I am nervous when walking down the street as I imagine a car mounting the pavement and hitting me or just being mugged. I am nervous about talking to people and I try to avoid this as much as possible. I am nervous about meeting people and nervous about not meeting people. I am very nervous driving a car either by myself or with someone else at the wheel. I hate driving nearly as much as I hate root canal work.
9.38PM sitting here waiting for guests to arrive. BB has gone to the pub and Giuseppe followed close behind. "I done enough for 1 day" Brendan said as he left.
I turned a few different shades of red, blue, green and then white. Now sitting here with my stomach turning with fear. The office door open and the freezing cold wind blowing in waiting for the guest's to arrive. I thought being from Sydney Brendan would check them in but how wrong I was.
I hate checking in people. In fact I hate nearly everything. I hate the world, myself, my mother, my back pain which never goes away, Dutch dentists (I am on number 4)all butchers. I hate carrying bags, climbing stairs, the cold, the heat, rain, sun, sand, most people and nearly everything else you can name.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
9.46pm
Tick tock.
How long, how long must I sing this nightmare.
9.47pm
Another minute gone.
9.49pm
I walked to the door as I heard voices.
My hands are so cold from the wind.
9.50pm
Just felt the heaters. Giuseppe has turned them all off.
Fucker.
9.51
Heaters on.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The guests which are arriving are only staying until tomorrow. And we cannot even give them a late check out as we have others arriving.
Arrive 10pm checkout 12.00
Seems crazy man.
More later or maybe tomorrow as my hands are blue with the cold.
over and out
Robbie Retard
The coldest retard in the west.
PS-- UPDATE.
Guests loved the apartment - Amsterdam Hideaway.
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