Thursday, September 23, 2004

Whassup !?!?

I'm back. I have had the most dizzying week so far!! For all of you who have made it part of your routine to religiously check my blog : you know who you all are - A big sorry.

On Monday we went to P.E. to meet with the casino shar... managers. They reviewed the questionnaire and allowed us to come and do research at their den of ini..respectable estamblishment. I had to physically restrain myself from tearing my clothes multiple times.

After driving my colleugue's car there (she felt unsafe driving on the highway). NEway, we get there at about 12:30pm. Our project supervisor (a very nice but extremely odd individual) says he knows a place where they serve very good fish and chips. We are thinking that this is a good plan since we are all pretty frikkin' skraalies (hungry) by now. So I steer the car in the direction of this rumoured restaurant. All the time I'm thinking "Ah, what culinary perfection awaits!!" I can already taste that hamburger I'm going to have.

At this point, we arrive at what is probably the world's worst thing. This scaffy beachfront take away. Oh my word !! It was worse than Johnnies in Durban. Picture Point Rd/Warwick triangle/Hillbrow in Joburg and you all get a fair picture of what I'm talking about. Only problem is, normally you don't have to stay there (in one place) for very long: Johnnies is quick with your dag. However, this spot wasn't. I felt I needed a tetanus injection just from looking at the place.

As for the food: There are amoeba on Saturn who could make a better hamburger than that. The mushroom sauce I ordered on my burger was made out of pure lard. Frankly quite disgusting.

Then had to drive back.

So, swimming tomorrow morning before going back to P.E. (in the afternoon).

Conned myself into believing that I would come down here and work. What an absolute lie.
Going home now to tidy my room...



1 Comments:

Blogger RoG said...

Hey sounds a bit like my day. I can't believe I still have 2 hours of work to do!!! This is like Compsci Honours (Jokes! What a ridiculous over exageration!)

Why do you have the urge to rip your clothes? Do you still have that Old Testament Prophet complex we talked about? Really now, you dissapoint me, Glen. I thought you were over it. Remember, God looks at the heart, not the torn garment, OK? He won't love you any more even if you rip a beautiful Quicksilver/Rusty/Billabong/*TrendySurfBrand* shirt in moral disgust.

See Romans for more info on this topic.

September 24, 2004 at 9:17 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home