
- Facebook—it makes me feel inadequate and socially inept. And so far the only blast from the past I’ve had was a rude email from a guy who stalked me a few years back. Yay.
- Waltham Forest Council—why would you put a woman with four children in a very small upstairs flat with wooden floors? And why would you do it in the one above my flat?
- The guy on the tube this morning who insisted on pressing his pelvis against my hip all the way to Liverpool Street—it really wasn’t that busy…
- The man who came round yesterday and said that there is no damp in my flat—try telling that to the mould on my shoes.
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