I had an absolutely awful day at work today, it was dreadful and it was all WorkTommy’s fault.

For the last couple of days he’s been having a bet with WorkCarol. Everytime he swears he has to give her £1. Being the kind of friend I am, I’ve been snitching on him and also trying to get him to swear at each and every opportunity. Today I made him swear, actually without trying, we were talking rubbish as per usual and something slipped out of his mouth. He blamed me! Me! He claims that when I keep insulting him, it gets him angry and the swearing comes out.

In a rather stupid gesture I said that if he was doing the no swearing thing, I would promise not to insult anyone and to not be sarcastic at all for the day ... the whole day. Can you imagine how terrible that was?

I survived the day, barely. It was hell!