The king kebabs come on naan bread. For yet another £1 extra, you can get it on garlic naan, cheese naan, or peshwari naan. What's peshwari naan...I don't know. Some bread with nuts in it.
I didn't expect much but whoever came up with this is a genius. It comes in a small pizza box and it's the naan bread as like the crust and then all the stuff on top. Your choice of meat and salad. The sauce is in a separate container.
I bought two just to try to get it up to a reasonable figure (£15 which included a large fries) but it's too much food. One of those king kebabs provided three meals for me. And the lettuce goes bad fast so there's no time to eat two. Have to scrape the lettuce off the second one and it's a much worse culinary experience.
Had I known it would be this amazing, I would have sprung for a garlic naan or something. I've never seen anything like it.
In other news, went to the doctor today. Eye doctor. Had to take that field vision test.
You know, I was always self-conscious of this machine in London because for whatever reason, if you weren't 100% clean in the fecal department, you'd smell it when you sat down and used this machine. I'm thinking that the heat of this machine released the odour or the radiation or something. Or maybe the machine itself just smelled like shit. I don't know. But I always made an effort to be extra thorough.
No smell today.
But on my way home, I stopped and got some doughnuts from Krispy Kreme. Then I get home and see that I have a missed call and a voicemail. I check the voicemail and it's a solicitor asking if I can do a job. Tells me to call back if I'm available. He left the message 20 minutes earlier.
So I call back and the guy thanks me but says that he found somebody else. What kind of an imbecile calls somebody about a job, asks you to call if you're available, and then immediately looks for somebody else? If he was going to immediately look for somebody else, why even leave a message? Just put the phone down and call the next person.
Hopefully, things will be better in Edinburgh. I have a firm in Glasgow who hasn't paid for a job that I did five months ago. The only reason I haven't chased it up is because it was a chubby, big titted solicitor and I like her.
The Glasgow firms all seem to be completely impoverished. They're obsessed with knowing how much things will cost (even though the rates are set by statute) and then they take months to pay.
The Edinburgh solicitors pay promptly. Indeed, I had a firm just recently pay me the same day I sent the invoice and they overpaid by £150. That was the tip, I guess.
So yeah, hopefully I'll get more Edinburgh work when I move there and I won't have to deal with these pauper solicitors in Glasgow any more.
