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Morning - 11 minutes late...... train-driver's sandwich on the line at Acton....
But anyway...
I rarely need to make doctor's appointments and when I do it takes a month to actually get one. So if you are going to start complaining about me working from home that day I'll just fecking well go sick next time if that's ok by you?
It's never a problem with anyone else. You work from home. Other people work from home once a week. I've done it twice ever and got complaints one of those times. If you remember we aren't supposed to need to give a reason or more than 24 hours' notice I'm giving you both and it's still not good enough.
If you don't like it, take a long walk off a short pier
Dear Ebay seller - you seem to be confusing "vintage" with "worn out tat".
I just opened a letter from hoseasons.
Dear Mr... You deserve an holiday. You have worked hard all year. Put your feet up, go on you know you want to.
Prices start at £ 85
Can I pay you after the holiday hoseasons before I faint ?
I absolutely hate whispering at work. Either go somewhere private or speak in a normal voice
Look pal, it's a fact of life that some people have more success and stuff than others.
But the fact I live in the same road as you do, doesn't actually qualify as going out of my way to 'take the piss' out of you.
Not only have I been here ten years longer than you have, the fact I exist isn't really any of your damn business.
Oh and something else, did you know you're the exact age where most fatal male heart attacks and suicides occur?
Just saying.
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Ah, don't you just love the British weather?
26C on Friday when I have to be indoors all day. 17C on Sunday when I have to be outdoors all day.
Fecking fantastic.
It took me 4 minutes of a google search on "Malaysia : etiquette" to realise that stripping off on a mountain is not an ideal thing to do. Perhaps you all should have done the same, respect the people and culture or go to Magaluf instead.
Take the sentence, then f-off and do something truly newsworthy.
If you insist on walking down a busy street staring at your phone screen, don't blame me when you walk into me because you're not looking - Numpty.
It does make you wonder why a small voice wasn't asking at least one of them whether they thought it might be such a good idea.
I once saw a man spontaneously strip off and plunge into a freezing cold Canadian lake. He had three more spectators than he had expected to have (me, my OH and our guide), other than that it was just him, his laughing mate - and no camera.
Be discreet, not a dumbass.
No, it's not for fucking charity! You ask the same bloody question every time. It's my hobby. Are you expected to "raise money for a good cause" every time you play a game of tennis?
Idiot.
Well I might have done that correctly or I might have broken the system.
But I won't be blaming myself. I'll be blaming the inadequate training that never covered that scenario and the delay between that inadequate training and go-live which meant that I had forgotten it all anyway. Not to mention the fact that I've asked for more training twice and it's never transpired.
In fact if I have done it right, from pure guesswork, I may even ask for a medal...
Bloody Ed Sheeran. WHAT IS THE F**CKING MATTER WITH KIDS THESE DAYS??
God almighty i'm only 42 but I seem like an old punk just because I liked rock stars with a bit of bloody life to them. Heard 'photograph' the other day. Worse than lift music.
How has he got this stranglehold? Is he an alien?? Baffling.
I had to go and find it. God what utter shite. And the video - self indulgent or what?
Result! It needs a minor adjustment but it worked.
Screamapillar wrote (see)
No I don't know where Dave is. Now shove off.
You seem very proud of your Facebook photos for a shit photographer.
What did you take them on, a 1970s instamatic?
I know she's no fool and I'm sure she would have done well for herself anyway, on merit. But being married to the president has certainly helped so all that screaming and heroine-worship looks rather silly.
I will be the accommodating hostess, but what I really want to say is, "If you're coming to my house for dinner would it kill you, just once, to bloody well eat what I put in front of you and not insist on your caveman cuisine?"
Yes, it helps us out, we're very grateful. Don't forget though, that when we attempted to end the arrangement, you were very keen to keep helping. You insisted. So, when you keep letting us down without warning, we do have the right to be a little bit miffed.
My guests eat what they're given or starve.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-33180965
Do your worst Aslef. I can work from home. Sitting in the garden.
Why did I buy that bag of delicious Thornton's Dark Chunky Caramels?
OK so I can't admit this out loud but running around in historical costume pretending to be a bloke and brandishing a pistol is really fucking cool!