I was hit on the head by a fish at work this morning. Came at me from nowhere. Could have been dropped by a bird of course,but you'd think,with the whole of Cheshire to aim at,it could at least have had the decency to miss me.
What really annoyed me was the reaction of the people around me,who seemed more interested in what type of fish it was,and rather less concerned about me.
The general consensus was that it was a whiting. I really didn't care.
I gathered up my tools,and walked away,with what remained of my dignity.
Why do these things always happen to me?
Sorry if I've changed the subject,but I had to get it off my chest.
If you're out there Johnny,it's not funny. It really isn't.
What really annoyed me was the reaction of the people around me,who seemed more interested in what type of fish it was,and rather less concerned about me.
The general consensus was that it was a whiting. I really didn't care.
I gathered up my tools,and walked away,with what remained of my dignity.
Why do these things always happen to me?
Sorry if I've changed the subject,but I had to get it off my chest.
If you're out there Johnny,it's not funny. It really isn't.