The story goes is I live in a care home for people with mental health problems and no theres not much chance Im gunna get out soon so that wont work.
Anyway there's this annoying old biddie who won't leave me alone she always talks a load of c**p asking me questions she knows the answer to. It'll be p*ssing rain outside and she always says it's a nice day same as if I bought some rubbishy piece of clothing for 50p out the charity shop she goes I really like that.
She keeps repeating the same stories, how she was once the Scottish darts champion, how her cousin is the mayoress of Inverness, how she worked in the shipbuilding, trains and cowboy ranches in America half of it is a load of sh*t of course.
Her patronizing compliments drove me so far to the point of insanity once that I actually SHAVED MY HAIR OFF so she'd shut up about how much she liked my hair.
And the worst thing is she forgets EVERYTHING so if I tell her to get lost, shut up, or stay the h**l away from me she just doesn't remember.
The staff are all like that, well she can't help it, which I can appreciate, but what the h**l am I supposed to do I'm at my wits f*ckin end with her.
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