A quick hello

Hello, I'm at work and I'm bored. It seems like I am always at work and I am always bored.

I do nothing at work. I start at 8:30 am, finish at 5:30 pm, and do absolutely nothing during the nine long hours that are sandwiched inbetween.

I have a lot of time to think, in my boring job. A lot of time to panic slightly about whether I am infact going a little stirr crazy - being so bored all the time.

That's why I'm here. Even if no-one ever actually reads any of my anecdotes, thoughts or 'witicisms' (I do make myself laugh i'm afraid), atleast I will have passed a little bit of time writing them.

I have to share this. Thought I might share it with someone at work, to pass some time, but I sit on my own and the only interaction I seem to get is "hi Kim" - my name isn't Kim!..

...I'm sure my upstairs neighbours have wash days for certain garments of clothing. I noticed on Saturday that I couldn't air my clothes on our shared washing line, in our communal garden, because the whole line was taken up with trousers. All different colours. Different sizes. Some smart, some casual, some only big enough for a small child. But all trousers. I just find that odd. It bothers me. I don't know why it does, but it does.