"A tiny thimble of tea please" - absolutely no one.
Posh coffee shop:
MD of the construction company who are ultimately responsible for this fucking shit show might regret not replying to my email last week.
Just sent him 7 text messages.
Woman in this hotel breakfast bar in a black tee, with Fuck in a yellow box next to Off in a white box.
I've never wanted a tee shirt more rn.
Friend just shouted "FUCK. OFF" at my neighbour's caved in ceiling.
We'll defo be invited back for tea.
You wouldn't think it would be the equivalent of insulting a shop assistant's own fucking mother to enquire if I pay for a mattress now, but change my mind prior to delivery whether it's refundable.. would you?
The absolute CUNT.
Fuck life my.
Will there be room for my own Jubels inside a hotel mini fridge?
