So I’ve returned from a lovely and far too short holiday home.
I’ve decided to re-blog again since it will be my only creative outlet since my career has DIED!
Its over! I’m fucking doomed! Forever.
AND WORST of all! I couldn’t buy any duty free fags. NOT ANY. NOT A SINGLE ONE!
Jet Airways, as usual, no fucking surprises SCREWED me over AGAIN.
The airport was renovating the duty free shops and they were ALL CLOSED!
And Charis [who came to stay for a week] NEVER even gave me a heads up!!!!!!
So I didn’t buy any cigarettes to take back. I would have at least bought them from the fucking pan walla if CHARIS HAD AT LEAST BOTHERED TO LET ME FUCKING KNOW!!
Not only was the duty free kiosk closed but Jet had an entire catalogue of crap they were hawking on the plane but not a single fucking carton. Can you believe this shit?? Like one solitary, miserable, palty fucking carton.
AND CHARIS DIDN’T EVEN LET ME KNOW!!! LIKE. WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I’m very upset.
As you can tell.