Join Date: Jun 2012
Location: Scotland / Wrestling Universe
The last 24 hours have been pure hell
I am fucking shattered. Know why? Because I just had the worst post-holiday return of all time.
I came back from a French holiday and landed in Prestwick Airport to begin the long journey north. Sleeping in a cramped shitty family car with three screaming food vacuums was certainly not easy let me tell you.
But my problems don't stop there, because our car fucking breaks down when we pull over to rest the driver. To make matters worse, the nearest breakdown service doesn't do 24-hour call outs. At all. So we have to sit in a lump of useless metal for another SIX FUCKING HOURS. Thank fuck for Football Manager on iPad.
When the lazy cunt eventually arrives to tow us away, we're taken to some fucking garage that says it'll take more hours to deal with it. So we're treated to a long sit outside a Premier Inn, with Lenny Henry's face staring at us all the time. When the car's finally fixed, and we can drive off, I genuinely cannot sleep because I'm so tired.
I just arrived back here at about 12, and I'm glad that's over. Next year, remind me not to go on holiday.