A blaze of fury

There was a bit of a commotion at one of the staff canteen entrances early this morning where two men from Estates had set up to do some work with their step ladders and trolley of tools. Another member of staff on the way to the canteen said, "Thanks for not getting out of the way," as she squeezed passed one of the men who was resting against the ladders. He went a bit mad at the comment levelled at him, stood upright and yanked up his trousers as far as they would go as he launched himself off on a diatribe with only his workmate looking on. The expletives came thick and fast with brooding intermittent pauses during which his movement was erratic. "It's alright for some, eating breakfast all fucking morning [PAUSE] some of us work all day [PAUSE] best thing to do, pack up and go back to the workshop [PAUSE] bollocks [PAUSE] it's alright for some drinking coffee all fucking day [PAUSE]." He then gave the waist of his trousers a bit of a twist before walking off in a blaze of fury to "Fucking bollocks."