Death To The Radiator

I got zapped two more times today by the radiator that is besides me. And the diet-enduring colleague laughed. I ate a chocolate bar, three ‘Apple Lattices’ and a packet of Walkers French Fies (ready salted) in front of him. Who’s laughing now, huh!?

But, it turns out, it’s not the radiator the only thing that electrocutes me everytime I touch it. The scanner did it too yesterday. A nice, little zap (noise and all), that left me with the hairs in the back of the neck standing still for hours… Even now, I have goosebumps when I think about it. I think they are all against me. At least the ones at work… Maybe they know I’m trying to get a new (better) job? Is that the way the office is letting me know that they know? Are they blackmailing me? If they are, let me tell you, I have the upper hand! I can always unplug them from the wall. Goodbye radiator. Goodbye scanner.

And on that note. Why, oh why, do I still have on the radiator in the middle of April!? Are we not getting near-ish summer, people? Get on with it mother nature! Give us the sun!

4 Responses to “Death To The Radiator”

  1. LadyRostand LadyRostand says:

    Ok, that WAS funny. I mean, I’m sorry for you getting shock and all… but I loved your revenge on your work colleague.

  2. ZoltarStark ZoltarStark says:

    Is the Scottish summer really summer or just a warmed-up spring?

  3. Adrian lobeznoUK says:

    I would say Scottish summer is a mild winter…

  4. scott scott says:

    Hell yeah give us sun! I need a tan i am turning blue because i am white as i can be!

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