If I said to you "we have to be there for 5:30 sharp. Before I book it can you make it? 5:30 on the dot okay?"
Would you interpret this to mean?
- you have to leave work at 5:38?
- You might just wander along anyway?
- you don't really have to be there for 5:30, that was just the organiser talking out her arse?
Either way £27.50 wasted for sweet fuck all. Personally I could have done without it. The cherry comes from the " I tried to phone you" shite that I'm sick of. Really? Tried to phone me? When? Half a hour a go you say? During which time the phone made no fucking noise whatsoever?
And the band played, Beleive it if you like!
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