Home Alone - What a Treat!

Another exciting day at BP Albion Park.
Why is it that tourists are such a pain in the arse? I mean THEY are the ones who are supposed to be on holidays, having a good time, while I slave away at work to make their life just that bit more enjoyable.
And yet, they are unintelligent, boorish, rude, ungrateful little shits. Is it that hard to be polite and happy? Christ, I have to do it for 8-9 hours a day. They only have to do it for a few seconds!!!

- No, I can't come out and check your oil for you.
- No, I can't come out and check your air for you.
- No, it wasn't me that jacked fuel up by 10 cents a litre
- No, I can't bring the fuel price down for you
- No, we don't keep all 4 billion varieties of ice cream
- NO, I DON'T GIVE A RATS ARSE IF YOU WANT TO COMPLAIN!!! JUST PISS OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!

Ah, that's better. If only I could actually do that at work.

Helen is off getting pampered with facials and stuff, and then off to pre-natal yoga, so I have the house to myself for the first time in weeks! It's just great. I can surf the net, do some writing, read my e-mails without Helen hovering over my shoulder, listen to music at a million decibels while ALSO having the TV on.....
Life doesn't get much better than that!!

Metallica's new album, St Anger, is beginning to wear a little thin already. Unlike their early album's, there really is nothing memorable that will keep people coming back to listen to it. Once the initial 'new-ness' of it wears off, I'm afraid that you are stuck with a CD of 75 minutes worth of nu-metallish stuff.
Oh well. At least it isn't as bad as Reload. That would have been a difficult task, even for Metallica...