It's Monday, so that means it's raining. Back to the appartments and finally the builders are beginning to smile and talk back. I have continued on with friendly chat, despite little response, but find it difficult not to talk to someone else who's in the same room! I don't know why they've suddenly come round (maybe because there's only two days left of this project). However, the friendliness went too far, when I went to enquire where the portaloo had gone. He said "no 1's or no 2's?".... I hesitated. He said if it's no 2's you'll have to go over there but no 1's fine in here. I blushed and said I would be fine here, and started to walk away. He shouted after me "Do you want some toilet paper?" Erm.....yer fine, said I, starting to run. But oh no, he came running after me with a pack of 4. At the door to the toilet, another builder insisted in showing which button to press for flush. And when I was in there, I heard him saying to another builder. "She's just having a wizz". I came out of the toilet wishing I hadn't been so bloody friendly. And a wee bit later in the day, I caught myself spontaneously crack a lewd joke, which made a builder laugh heartily. I need to move to another job, before I take to hanging my trousers low on my hips and exposing large areas of safety pants.
Joe and Liam are here from Fort William on their 3 month tour of NZ. It's been nice to see them and Finns done a wee bit hanging out, man.
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