Today, I had work. I had work because I am a man , and that is what men do. We work. (Incidentally, Alex doesn't work, just saying.) I personally work in a pub as a Barman-Waiter type deal. As jobs go, its not half-bad to do, its fairly simple and I only do short shifts which is pleasant. However, it can be a tad quiet sometimes, and the lack of customers to cerve means I have to find other chores to pass time. Yesterday, I polished cutlery for 45minutes. By the end of that time, we probably had the shiniest knives this side of Penzance. Why Penzance? Well, Penzance is the knife polishing capital of the world. I may have made that fact about Penzance up, but I'm sure they probably do have some pretty shiny cutlery.
You can't tell, but I just took a half hour break there in which I ate my dinner. My dinner was a Toasted Pork Chop Sandwich. I'm sure you can all figure out what that consists of. No? Really? It was a pork chop, in a sandwich, which I then toasted. It was very tastey, if a little small. A lot of my dinners are quite small. This is because my mother is a tiny little human being and does not seem to understand that most normal sized people do not want to eat portions designed for someone the same height as the average Giant Panda.
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