Hey all, hope you're well. Nothing much to blog about today except I read this kind of ironic story earlier. It's not funny, but kind of makes you think, isn't life a bitch.
So there's a news headline "Robbed,Beaten and Shot:Bad Week for this OAP".
I thought YOU DON'T SAY.
Turns out the guy was eighty, which makes it sad. But here's how it went.
The OAP in question got broken into and beaten up, the theif then proceeded to steal some stuff from the old man. As if the poor man's luck wasn't bad enough, a few days later after recovering the man was at a self defence class learning to use a gun and his son SHOT HIM IN THE HAND! Bad luck,or bad luck? The irony of this just made me think : isn't life just a bitch sometimes?
Kirsty just told me another story that, despite being kinda sad, made me laugh.
A woman is sitting in her car outside a dough or bread factory (or somewhere) and she hears a loud noise. Then something hits her in the back of the head and she feels like she's been shot. She feels the back of her head and it feels like her brain is falling out, so she sits there scared for six hours,holding onto the back of her head until finally she realises that she wasn't shot,her brains aren't falling out and in fact she was just hit in the back of the head by a big lump of dough. Yes, you read correctly. DOUGH. Again I say, life's a bitch.
Moment of the day: The 'firedrill' at lunch.
Question: Will any other readers come out the woodwork and answer my questions? 
My answer: TBC.
Until next time 
Megan x
