T-shirt slogans

This morning 30% and I needed to be in Alcester quite early.

First stop was at Screwfix for a few electrical components, and we then nipped down the road to the Alcester Heath Centre for my annual diabetic eye health screening test.  With the eye test completed, I donned a pair of natty shades*, and 30% chauffeured me in to the town centre. There we headed in to the Optician to collect our new glasses, followed by a quick whizz around Waitrose, before heading home.

30% suggested that we should go out for lunch, as TP would be heading off later this afternoon. We settled on The Why Not, up on The Ridgeway.  A rather good, light lunch was enjoyed by all of us. It has been several years since we last ate there, and we left wondering why we had left it so long

TP headed off for a weekend in Somerset shortly after lunch, and I settle down for a snooze, followed by several hours of very little. Guilt set in late in the afternoon, and I made a start on wiring in the new lighting for the potting shed. I didn't actually finish the job, but, as they say, "broke the back of the work".

Now. the title for today's Journal entry comes from a lunchtime discussion.

I feel that I have a knack for coming up with some superb, but unprintable, T-shirt slogans and today I delivered another. 

As we chatted over lunch, TP had mentioned that one of his friends might have got his girlfriend of six months pregnant. This major announcement was made to TP in a very "by the way" fashion.

There is a very narrow range of responses to that situation,** so I went with "car crashes are great to watch, but not so good to be in." 

It's a bit long for a T-shirt ... maybe it needs a bit of work. The discussion continued and we recalled a day when we were in Las Vegas. TP was only ten years old, and we were wandering around a touristy shop that sold T-shirts. TP spotted a shirt and declared it simply perfect for me.  It bore the legend, "Do I look like a fucking people person" ... Even at that tender age, he knew his father too well.

I'll end this missive with my personal favourite for a t-shirt.  This little beauty came about after many long years working in the IT outsourcing industry. It is, wait for it ...

I used to be a fanny magnet, but now I just seem to attract cunts!

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* The eye test involves dilation of one's pupils. This makes bright lights very uncomfortable for a few hours, and driving is not permitted. 

** This, most definitely falls in to the category of SEP - Someone Else's Problem. Over the years I have found that people get dreadfully worried about SEP's. Personally, I find this a complete waste of time. Other people's problems are theirs to resolve. Worrying about another's problem, especially where one's input is both unwelcome, and probably intrusive, seems to be completely pointless?