REALLY!?

REALLY!?

Okay, first – yes I know I haven’t posted in an age. Some of us have been busy trying to keep our job and fending off the ever increasing influence of letters of the alphabet. So I don’t get it. I’m sorry but I don’t. Dan has let the bar...

The Worst Christmas Ever

I’m done. They’ve created their cesspit they can fucking live in it. I thought we were building something great, something for us. Vee agrees, although she doesn’t say it. She says it with her eyes. But of course she doesn’t voice it because...

Another One Bites the Dust

Last night was a total shit-show. Daniel’s latest conquest trashed the bar! They were rowing in front of the punters. This one was called Aaron. He had this plummy voice – little lord snotty pants. But I guess he was nice enough. He could at least pour a...

Things Don’t Seem To Get Better Do They

Now I try and keep it light. You guys know that right? But I’ve gone from being a little pissed off at having to extra work to being concerned for my job. The place is okay, but the promise from Daniel last month to bring more new acts in seems to be going...

Rinse and Repeat.

So the boss has got himself another Sugar Laddy. I’m not quite sure I understand how he manages it. It’s not as if he’s George Clooney or running a record label or anything major. He’s on this constant cycle of man-meat. Not that I hear much...

I sort of don’t see the point.

I’m persevering with this even though no one is ready it and I don’t really understand what it is I’m supposed to get out of it. It sounds a bit like work tbh. Vee is insisting that we can do all of that on our own. “We don’t need any...