last week i was stuck in a field in the middle of Wales, for the worst week of my life (I have had some bad days but a week of shitty farming culture and the worst job imaginable) cleaning toilets I know... I know.... what scum would do this job............well me because for 6 days work 6am to 10pm of sitting on your ass and drawing clouds and playing monopoly and at the end get paid about £500 whats wrong with that.
But NO....
this was the worst year ever because not only was it during the crazy amount rain that we had last week but the field out side my toilets was a river of mud .... constant mopping ...eaaarrrrr.
so that made the work hell not to mention the amount of crazy farmers there are in wales, this year had all decided to put there caravans next to my toilet and insult me every chance they got.........like mopping takes hours in that mud.. so when you get near to the end of mopping a whole toilet block so crazy farmer will come in say"yor fightin a lossing battle thur" then walk right to the other end across your mopped floor.... Kill farmers..Kill them all......now go!
if thats not bad enough for you then every night you get back to your tent and have a nice single malt whiskey... then a fight would brack out and you have no chance but to try and ignore the sound of evil all around you, and this happened all nights except 1.
and then just to top the biscuit on the last day I had all my art equipment stolen from me, and hagakure the book of samurai code...... it pissed me right off....yea crap week.
although it doesn't read like a really bad thing think how many poo story's I missed out .
i remember why I posted this blog was to say that I found a tank at the show.........
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