Topic A day in the life of Shafreeyah
Edited by Shafreeyah on 14/02/12 16:58 (GMT)
Good day fellow Sunstrider people.
Today I woke up to a glorious cold, grey, English sky. I quickly got out my bed (a hard feat for someone as overweight as me) and got onto my bike and went for a hour long bike ride. I picked a random direction from my house, rode 30 minutes, looked on phones GPS to see where I was and headed back home.
Upon arriving at the abode of the Shafreeyah I wondered how to go about quenching the fires of hunger from within (I'm quite fat so these were big fires). It was quickly decided that I should go about making some pasties from scratch as I am a fine and noble chef, this option was available to me. Hours later, breakfast had arrived in the form of some spicy chicken pasties with a side helping of mandarin yoghurt to cool the burning tongue of Shafreeyah should the spice get out of control.
Following the grand breakfast of Shafreeyah the wise one thought to himself "Hmm I better tidy this up" and promptly began the cleansing of the kitchen facilities. It was at this point that the great Shafreeyah turned on the metal water heater thingymabobby (I think its called a kettle) and made oneself a soothing cup of green tea. I ascended the stairs of Shafreeyah's abode to meet the dreaded Bathroom boss. Phase one consisted of battling valiently with the mighty toothbrush as it attacked my mouth from all directions, hoping to purify it from all plaque and bacteria. Once this vile beast was slain the boss, using all of its cunning and wile, summoned forth the shaver to attack the stubble upon my throat. Fearing for my life I used some shaving foam to soften the hairs so that the shaver phase would have its damaged reduced. Soon the shaver boss was almost dead, I let my guard down. This was to prove to be an almost fatal mistake as the bathroom boss had summoned forth a bathtub almost full to the brim of hot, bubbly water, without me realising. I knew what had to be done. I summoned forth all my courage and let out my battlecry. I stripped down to show the bathroom boss I was not scared of any of the challenges it could put in my path. Then I charged forth, into the bath tub, getting assailed from all angles by hot bubbly water to remove the sweat and dirt from the mornings bike ride. It was almost too much but I relaxed my body and focused my mind and leaned out of the bathtub to pick up an epic novel of untold preportions (Wheel of Time series if anyone is interested) and studied the manuscript in hope of finding some unforeseen tactic to defeat this boss.
It was not long into the reading that I discovered a weakness. Placing the tome down the mighty Shafreeyah reached forth to grab the Soap of Kings and commenced scrubbing his body down. Every nook and cranny had to feel the wrath of the Soap, to feel its soft carress against his skin. As this scrubbing took place, the mind of Shafreeyah wondered. Impossible scenarios of failure crept into his mind. Scenarios of pain, dissapointment, futality and death. The great Shafreeyah could not allow this to happen so he honed his mind to a point of focus to shut out all doubt and scrubbed like no one had scrubbed before. The bathroom boss was defeated, debries from the epic struggle was strewn across the battlefield. Slowly Shafreeyah ascended from the bathtub, a sense of great achievement filled his body head to toe. The wise Shafreeyah knelt down and looted the corpse of the bathroom boss to find The Towel of Ungodly Size (iLvl 502) and wrapped it around his body victoriously.
Shafreeyah decided it was time to leave the battlefield and strolled across the landing towards the lair of the Shafreeyah where he promptly turned on the computer, sat down upon his wide chair (since he is very fat) and loaded up the forum of his compatriats. Pen hit paper as the grand Shafreeyah thought to write down the story of his struggle so that future generations could learn from his tactics to help them defeat the bosses of the days ahead with as much grace as Shafreeyah used.
EDIT: Pictures of the epic ecounter.
Fighting the toothbrush phase
Fighting the shaver phase.
Victory vs the shaver.
In dire need of healing vs the bath boss
Today at work I rose at the roosters first call at 3:30am to prepare myself for the day ahead. I went to the kitchen and got a nice bowl of cereal and proceeded to consume it. Once this job was complete, I elevated to the upstairs of my house to enter the room of bathing. In this room (in which I previously conquered the boss) I did my 3 S's before getting my bike out to peddle into work (trying to lose weight for some reason) so I could get there before 4:30am to open the shop for our baker to begin making his oh so lovely bread. Once he was all set up I got out my mighty set of keys and opened the door the the cash office, in which I promptly set myself up on the computer to place the mornings orders before 6am so they can be sent for tomorrow. Because I am a skillful tauren this was over quickly. After this was done I printed off all the paperwork I needed to count up yesterdays cash taking through the tills (£32k). Once the money was counted I quickly threw it all up in the air and rolled around on the floor proclaiming my wealth. This never happened because I am mature IRL :(.
Cash put into banking bags, change placed in tills, scratchcards counted. BAM! JOB DONE! I then got the tills on my trolley and wizzed up to the shopfloor to get the till floats out on their tills before I open the doors to the public at 6am. Job's a good un.
Once the initiate rush of work was done it was time to go to the canteen and make myself a nice warm cup of brown. Since I rarely drink tea I was silly and left my tea bag in for the entire time so it tasted horrible like normal. I had my tea and got out of my biking shorts into my smart trousers and got my shirt and tie on (lime green shirt =[ ) in preparation for todays expected visit from the regional managers manager (regional office for the south west is right above my store, very annoying with the amount of visits we recieve at times). This was not due for many hours so I helped the fresh team get the backup worked in preparation for the delivery to come in.
YAY A LORRY! Fresh delievery! WHOOSH zoom milk goes out as a priority boom.
I then realise I am too tired to actually bother carry on typing so instead I attempt to eat a harmonica.
90 Blood Elf Paladin
Want another cheese cream cake!? You weren't fighting the shaver it was fighting you due to the fear of being eaten! In fact I am too scared to open those pics again in case I am eaten myself ... I mean I have no fear of being eaten bit by bit but i mean you look like you can take me in one mouth full! Wow ( its funny cuz he`s fat! )