Tuesday, 22 April 2008

Cyclist unite! (Sorry Jan). Maybe Not. I don't care.

Riding bicycles
Holistic self righteous glee
Condescending pricks

There's no particular reason to take my frustration and angst out on the more actively fit of our workmates today. But stuff it. They get special treatment. They still bloody winge and whine.

Screw them all. Yeah baby! - They're fit, so they should go off like a frog in a sock, but they'd most probably give you a dissertation afterwards about what they did right, and what you did wrong.

Or is this just me being a paranoid male?

Sometimes I think I'm confused. Sometimes I don't.


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