I'm an idiot
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: Who killed Bambi
Well yesterday was rounded off by me making a bloody fool of myself, which is a rarity it must be said.
I made the blunder I joked about...yep I forgot where I hid my trolley, and it was so well hidden it was dark before I found it. To cut a long story fairly short, after work yesterday I cycled off home to get one of my spare and highly secretive Mossad tracking device things to attach to the trolley. Well I decided to go back to the Hospital and attach it while the location of the thing was still fresh in my mind, however I got distracted by another bright idea of mine. As you know I am being driven up the wall by the antics of big ears in the psycho ward, so as I cycled back to the Hospital I decided to stop by Madam Sue's bondage emporium for some supplies. The thing I was looking for was a Gimp mask, now I must stress I know nothing about this sort of stuff, but I remember seeing one on the Internet. Anyway Madam Sue was helpful as always and pointed me in the right direction, and while I was there I decided to stock up on a few whips and chains, well you never know when you might get to torture someone for some highly sensitive information.
Having paid for all the stuff on my Bank Of Israel credit card, I continued on my way to the Hospital. Chaining my bike to the railings I set off into the Hospital grounds as I thought I'd get the device on the trolley first before I took the gimp mask up to the ward. Now it was getting dark, and my training had always told me that I should make sure my face had some of that camouflage cream on it. Not sure why we use it, but it makes us secret agents look tough. As I had none of it on me I thought I'd give the gimp mask a shot, does the same job essentially. So there I was staggering around the hospital grounds, looking for my trolley when much to my horror I got caught by security. I must have looked a bit of a sight in my outfit and they thought I was a rapist or something. Anyway once the police arrived, one flash of the mysterious ID card with the Star Of David on it was enough to halt all further questioning and I was allowed on my way. I found my trolley and have now tagged it, plus today I put the gimp mask on Big Ears and all is quiet. For some reason he kept screaming "Tony Tony, yes, yes" while I put the mask on him, seems just like me he is a Tony Blackburn fan and he must have been enjoying his show on the Hospital radio.
Of course those loudmouths in Security have been spreading round rumours that I'm some sort of bondage freak, and my masculinity is being called into question, all I will say that come judgement day they'll be among the first I'm dealing with.

Shalom