They told me the reception wasn’t great, but the call rates were cheap. And I am cheap.
They were right. The reception SUCKS. It sucks giant hairy rat balls in fact.
So, each day while I am at work, I climb to the top of this Silo to send and receive text messages (yes, I shouldn’t be doing that at work, that’s what Twitter is for right?)
So, thank you Vodafone, for my daily exercise, my legs have never felt better. Or hurt more. Hurting means you’re exercising right?!?
At least I get to enjoy the view while I am there. No bad, huh?
I am sure I would appreciate it more. If my legs didnt hurt like a bitch.
PS. I can’t spell – I just published this post with “exercise” spelt “excersise”. Then I got home, and realised I am a giant spastic head. Nice. Hope you didn’t see that.