Update on the wheelie bin thing…


    Fecking Greeks (Marina excepted) – twat paid up when I (finally) caught him – started with the “I’m not paying – it’s nothing to do with me”, I just stood there glaring *menacingly* (ha! there’s a thing…), he tried to get past me and couldn’t move me (at this point I WAS actually planning just where I was gonna land the first punch – should I mark him, or make it hurt but deniable?), then deflated and said he’d pay πŸ™‚

    So, cheque is in the bank (I actually want it to bounce – is that bad?), and I pwn the c*nt now – he may be a fellow Spurs supporter, but he gave me NO respect, he should’ve came to me straight away when the accident occurred. As such, fuck him – I’ll now make his life a misery just by being me πŸ™‚

    It was funny though, watching him try to move my arm from the door handle to his office…and his parting words: “I don’t want you using my forklift or bin EVER!”

    Does this make me a bastard? good – my work is done here…

    Have a good weekend y’all πŸ™‚

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