For Christmas, the missus bought me a Sony PSP.
At first I was really made up and then I started to think about it.
Did I really need a PSP?
I can watch films and listen to music on my iPod, so the only function that appealed to me was the ability to game while on the move.
The other thing that made me think twice was the issue of games. Most games released on the PSP are also released on the PS3. Would I rather buy and play a game in High Definition on a 42 inch screen or in lesser quality on a small screen? No competition really.
So, I delicately told the missus that I was worried the PSP would go to waste and she agreed that we should take it back, refund it and use the money to buy my new espresso maker instead.
The only problem is that the espresso maker I wanted appears to have stopped being sold by everyone, so I'm currently presentless in a present filled world.
I'd better do some research on espresso makers.
Showing posts with label Cash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cash. Show all posts
Sunday, 28 December 2008
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
Shiny, Shiny, New Coins
Thursday, 30 October 2008
They Saw Me Coming
Just lately I've noticed a few issues with my eyesight.
Driving seems to be taking more attention than it used to and, the other day, I was struggling to read the menu on the wall of a coffee shop.
On friday I've booked my first ever proper eye test. It will cost me £20.
Fucking £20!
At that price, I hope they find something wrong so that the money won't have been a waste!
Robbing cunts!
Driving seems to be taking more attention than it used to and, the other day, I was struggling to read the menu on the wall of a coffee shop.
On friday I've booked my first ever proper eye test. It will cost me £20.
Fucking £20!
At that price, I hope they find something wrong so that the money won't have been a waste!
Robbing cunts!
Wednesday, 21 May 2008
Credit Card Statement
Previous Statement Balance £80.33
Payment Received £80.33
Interest Charged £0.00
Outstanding Balance £0.00
Minimum Payment £0.00
To reach your account by 16/06/2008
That now gives me an extra £100 to spend on myself every month!
Payment Received £80.33
Interest Charged £0.00
Outstanding Balance £0.00
Minimum Payment £0.00
To reach your account by 16/06/2008
That now gives me an extra £100 to spend on myself every month!
Monday, 4 February 2008
Churchill
Not the wartime prime-minister, he was a god.
Those fucking Churchill insurance adverts. You know the ones where some northern twat is "randomly" called from the audience to ask the foam dog a question.
These adverts seriously fuck me off and as a result, I will not be insuring my car with Churchill again. I would rather pay an extra £50 a year just to avoid the "Fuck me, these cunts insure my car and pay for the advert with my money!" feeling.
Those fucking Churchill insurance adverts. You know the ones where some northern twat is "randomly" called from the audience to ask the foam dog a question.
These adverts seriously fuck me off and as a result, I will not be insuring my car with Churchill again. I would rather pay an extra £50 a year just to avoid the "Fuck me, these cunts insure my car and pay for the advert with my money!" feeling.
Thursday, 31 January 2008
Typical Workplace Conversation
Three Australian women come to my window.
"Hi, we'd like three tickets for the whole day please."
"No probs, where will you be travelling today?"
They consult for what feels like half of my shift.
"Oh, just London."
"O.K, London's a big city. If you could be a bit more specific, I may be able to save you some money."
They consult for what seems like the rest of my shift.
"Just inner London, zones 1&2 should be great."
"O.K, that'll be £15.90 please."
"No worries. How much is this note?"
"That's £5, you'll need more than that I'm afraid"
"Oh, sorry. Our money's different back home. How much is this note?"
"That's £10, again you'll need more."
"Right, gosh the money's so different here. What's this one?"
"That's a £20 note. That will cover it."
The transaction takes place and they get their change.
"Wow, it's so complicated with English money because it's different to ours."
"I know. And the fact we share the same language and numbers doesn't help either."
"Hi, we'd like three tickets for the whole day please."
"No probs, where will you be travelling today?"
They consult for what feels like half of my shift.
"Oh, just London."
"O.K, London's a big city. If you could be a bit more specific, I may be able to save you some money."
They consult for what seems like the rest of my shift.
"Just inner London, zones 1&2 should be great."
"O.K, that'll be £15.90 please."
"No worries. How much is this note?"
"That's £5, you'll need more than that I'm afraid"
"Oh, sorry. Our money's different back home. How much is this note?"
"That's £10, again you'll need more."
"Right, gosh the money's so different here. What's this one?"
"That's a £20 note. That will cover it."
The transaction takes place and they get their change.
"Wow, it's so complicated with English money because it's different to ours."
"I know. And the fact we share the same language and numbers doesn't help either."
Thursday, 10 January 2008
Cheque Mate
I bank with Abbey, I always have. My parents set up an account for me when I was a small child. As I grew up I stayed loyal and kept my banking with them as I'd never encountered any problems.
Until now.
Last wednesday I put 2 cheques totalling £100 in an envelope and paid them in using the cheque payments box. It's now thursday, eight days later, and only one of the cheques has been paid in.
So where has the second cheque gone?
I'll be heading to Abbey for a fight this afternoon.
Until now.
Last wednesday I put 2 cheques totalling £100 in an envelope and paid them in using the cheque payments box. It's now thursday, eight days later, and only one of the cheques has been paid in.
So where has the second cheque gone?
I'll be heading to Abbey for a fight this afternoon.
Sunday, 9 December 2007
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