Update - Wednesday and Thursday

Dear Diary,

..........so-called because both days were so mind-numbingly boring that they deserved to be recapped together. That is LITERALLY what I'm doing with my time these days. Do you know what I did? I worked at the pub both evenings.

Oh no, I tell a lie - on Thursday after the pub I got home to a little close family going-away party for Shaun (ie: we got a Chinese takeaway). Had a wicked time, especially Shaun himself who was chopping Wickeds like there was no tomorrow, and became so pissed he ended up giving me a hug, only to slump onto my shoulders and refuse to move for almost a minute of me repeatedly elbowing him in the groin. And this was before he and his mates even left the HOUSE. God, I'm gonna miss him.....

Back to the pub - I saw something very odd in the afternoon shift. A man, a regular who usually comes in alone, came in with his wife. Obviously thought that was lovely, until he ordered drinks for both of them (shouting over at her) and then sat down at the same table - about a METRE away from her. And they literally sat in silence for about half an hour, just sipping their drinks, with this enormous space between them. Now call me nosy, or presumptuous, but was that not a bit odd? I mean, why bring your wife out somewhere if all you're gonna do is ignore her?

It's like every other punter in there - all they do is slag off their other halves, grumble like an oncoming storm whenever they ring, lie about booking a taxi "right now" before having another 18 pints and stumbling home. Now I'm all in favour of men (or indeed, anyone) having some "alone time" but EVERY SINGLE NIGHT??! This is your WIFE, someone you PRESUMABLY married because you loved her. So if you hate her that much, if you are spending all your days and nights in the pub just to avoid her, who you married for better for worse, etc..... isn't that a LITTLE hint that maybe you shouldn't have got married in the first place???

Just a thought.

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