Doctors. Or as they’re more commonly known – collossal pricks. At least when it comes to making an appointment with one anyway.
I hate having a bad lunch. You work all morning with a view to your lunch, and then when you eat it, it’s crap.
I don’t like getting ill. Snivelling, coughing, sneezing – basically anything that involves mucus is not my thing.
These people deserve to be murdered.
Ok. I’ll admit it.
Oh yeah, this is a personal hell. Girls sitting on their boyfriends laps on public transport.
I went to the dentists for the first time in TEN YEARS the other week.
As I’m sure you’re aware, you can play the National Lottery online. You can set up an account, deposit some money and then buy virtual tickets for the big draw on a Saturday or Wednesday night.
Going on a plane is always exciting. You’re either going on holiday, which is pretty cool, or you’re on a business trip – which in my experiences have been pretty rare and so are also pretty exciting.
This is pretty awkard isn’t it? You visit a mates house for a nice, relaxing afternoon that incorporates Fifa 12, Jeff Stelling and several gallons of beer and yet your over-riding memory of the whole day will be hearing his missus taking a leak.