Seriously, Sunday?
Aug. 23rd, 2020 08:06 pmSunday, planning on a nice, long, snoozy lie in.
9AM : Seriously?!? Jackhammers outside on a Sunday morning?(digging a hole in the path, no idea why).
Shut window, pull pillow over head.
9:10AM: Phone call. "Hi, it's the Office of National Statistics, can we come around in half an hour to do your monthly coronavirus test?"
Okay universe, now you're just taking the piss!
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Date: 2020-08-23 10:38 pm (UTC)Two days ago, I was woken up by the census at nine-thirty in the morning in a house I didn't live in. All my sympathies.
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Date: 2020-08-24 12:53 am (UTC)(Apparently they were looking for someone who used to live there, and she hadn't been certain whether it was some sort of elaborate cos-playing joke - it wasn't,).
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Date: 2020-08-24 12:55 am (UTC)I MISSED THAT THE POST OFFICE HAD BUSTED STEVE BANNON.
(I heard he'd been busted; I missed that the Post Office did it.)
she'd been woken at 8AM by NASA Special Agents.
. . . To return to your actual point, damn.
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Date: 2020-08-24 06:58 pm (UTC)Nope.
Sorry, that's just not on.