I love work.
in the same way i love my wife's constant bad moods and yelling at kids.
i went to work last night, and i was sweeping buses. after the 3rd bus, i stepped off, onto some raised ground and twisted my ankle. most of the guys said i should take time of work paid as it was an industrial accident, but as i said to the forman i'll feel like a right "pleb" putting it in the accident book.
So they put me on fueling. HA. i love fueling, but cos i was hobbling i managed to throw deisel ALL over my chest. yay great.
After cleaning that of, i spilt oil IN my left shoe(my left ankle was twisted so i was balanced on t'other foot) and while trying to stop it i dropped the whole watering can on my other foot.
ALL because i felt guilty over not going home, and leaving 2 cleaners to do the job of four. FUCK, i'm an idiot!!!!!!!