Ransom demand

Im still feelin like shite. Bunged up to the eyeballs...literally. Gawd knows how many lemsips and paracetamol I've taken this week. On a good note though I'm sleeping like a baby but feeling tired at work which isnt good as I'm staring at a pc screen all day and now my eyes are all bloodshot. Everyone thinks its coz Im a down n out inkoholik which I am but I havnt had a drink all week so its ner-ner to them.
It seems we have a thief in the office as well coz some thievin bugger STOLE my chicken and stuffing butty when I went for a wee. It was only half a butty coz I didnt eat the other half so I brought it back down n left it on my desk then forgot about it. We are not allowed to eat at our desks and when Busy Lizzie said she was hungry I very kindly offered my half a butty. It was then that I noticed the butty was nowhere to be seen so I looked in my drawer thinking I had put it there. It wasnt there so I looked in my bag. Again the said butty wasnt there. It was at this point that I thought maybe, I was going insane and had taken too many paracetamols due to my cold. I looked around at the gruesome twosome, Amanda and Sarah but they were too busy on calls to notice the look of distress on my face. I asked Busy Lizzie if she had seen my butty but she looked at like I was a woman possessed!!!! By this time I was getting more frustrated at the lack of responce from my colleagues. Sarah had, by now, turned her fone off and was doing admin work and asked what the problem was. I asked her if she had stolen my butty and she said, in a very stern voice "why the fuk would I steal ya butty". I then looked at Manda and she was trying very hard not to laugh! She swears blind it wasnt her! I then decided that if I took a short walk to wherever and back, it would reappear, so, off I went for a chat with whoever would listen about my chicken and stuffing butty. On my return to my desk, I found a ransom note. Whoever the thief was was now demanding me pay them £50,000 for the return of the butty!!!!
I was devastated as I didnt have 50p let alone £50,000. I even asked all the managers if they knew who the buttynapper was but all they said was "havnt you got work to do"!! BAH HUMBUGS!!! By this time, utter devastation was setting in so much I needed the loo. On my return I noticed Busy Lizzie sit down rather hurriedly. When I got back to my desk, imagine my sheer delight when I saw my butty, on my desk, as if nothing had happened. I still have no idea who nicked my butty. I even put a status profile on facebook asking for the offender/offenders to make themselves known but to no avail!!!! We shall see what tomorrow brings.

Ive managed to book tickets for this years Christmas production at The Octagon Theatre in Bolton. Its usually always a Roald Dahl production and this years is Danny, The Champion of The World. Now, I havnt read the book but both John and Cameron have but I have to admit that I really wanted to go to see The Wizard of Oz at the Lowry Theatre at Salford Quays which is featuring Lorna Luft (who is the daughter of Judy Garland) as the wicked witch. Of course, I was outnumbered as I thought I would be and I'm glad to say that we have tickets for Christmas Eve!!! I thought they would be booked up way in advance so we were lucky enough to get some of the last remaining tickets. Summat to look forward to.
I am also on a quest.....
.....My quest is to buy my outfit for the Christmas party for £20 or under. Im wanting a nice pencil skirt, matching top, preferably strapless, a bolero jacket cum cardy, the type that just lies on ya shoulders and shoes to match. I intend to buy said outfit from charity shops. This has had mixed reaction from friends and family as they know how fussy I am but Im determined to stick to my quest so, this coming saturday while the lads are at the match, I shall scour the charity shops of Farnworth and Bolton in search of my £20 party outfit!