Last Friday, I was expecting a delivery (for those nosy and wanting to know what it is, it was this). Hermes were the courier company put in charge of delivering my order. I’ve had a few issues with them in the past, and looking on the internet, I’m not the only one. When I was at work and checked in on my order online, I was pleased to see it had been delivered. Pleased, but then alarmed. This was because the status of the order was “Delivered To Shed”. This would normally be all well and good. After all, a shed should be a safe, secure place to leave a parcel. The problem was, I don’t have a shed!
Following all that fuss about FIFA getting investigated for fraud (the worst-kept-secret in the history of worst-kept-secrets), I attempted to make a joke on Twitter regarding the popular video game series ‘FIFA Soccer’. OK, here it goes…
Meanwhile, in Electronic Arts HQ, discussions are being held regarding renaming FIFA 16 to ‘Grand Theft Football’
I thought this was quite funny. Not a single retweet or favourite. Yet when I tweet a moan about Leeds United being rubbish (something I am given ample opportunity to do), my interactions box explodes.
I am currently in the process of writing my wedding speech – a cause of much stress. Given my poor attempt at humour on Twitter, I think it would be wise to ensure no jokes, witty anecdotes or gags be used. There is nothing worse than an uncomfortable silence, when I’m expecting a room full of laughter.
Preston North End win the Play Offs. I couldn’t be more pleased for the Leeds old boys – especially Simon Grayson and Jermaine Beckford.
Last night, an email landed in my inbox. It was from Leeds United. They were advertising a warehouse clear out. It is the end of the football season and next year will be changing their kit manufacturer. Therefore, all their current stock has to go. Granted a lot of it was heavily discounted, but I couldn’t help but feel that they are charging the supporters for disposing of their own rubbish. You wouldn’t charge the bin men a fiver to take away your banana skins and old soggy tea bags, so why should Leeds United charge us fans for getting rid of their old football shirts, training kits and socks?
Despite this rant, I shamefully bought a number of items of a fiver. They’ll probably look OK as I relax by the swimming pool, while on the cruise ship later this year.
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