last minute food shopping

i gotta call into a big tesco store near where i work,
close to week-end for veg.
if i go on the way to work it'll be packed.
if i go after work there'll only be self-service tills.
i don't DO self-service.

fucked either way.

gonna have to be before work i reckon.

tell them you have sufficient cider and if they want veg to get their own

i thought of that,
but well,
i'm just not that big a shit.
not quite.

although it does irk me that lardthing thinks that he's treated badly.
the twat doesn't know he's born.
i heard him telling wife that she should divorce me.
he really WOULD be in shit street then.

y'know?
i saw all this shit coming,
should have walked,i know.
but couldn't face working all my life,
and handing over the proceeds to them two.

so,
i stuck it out,
and SHE at least,
know's that if or when she kicks the table over,
we'll ALL be out on the street.

and she couldn't take that.
so now,
it's her turn to sit and suffer.

like a great many females,
having a kid,
for her,
was "job-done".
security.

i can't believe that i didn't see it.
the signs were there.