The Ikea doc on BBC, I can’t work out if it’s a piss take or not. I wish I had a quid for every time they mentioned diversity, it’s flat pack furniture for fuck sake.
The Ikea doc on BBC, I can’t work out if it’s a piss take or not. I wish I had a quid for every time they mentioned diversity, it’s flat pack furniture for fuck sake.
Shopping in Waitrose Biggin Hill and waiting in line for Farage to pay for his steaks and red wine. Hate him with a passion and just can’t bring myself to shout out “Hurry up you little tosser”. One day, one day.
Fuck me it happens in my world of work so much. Had a meeting today with a guy and he was at pains to tell me he had lunch with the chief data scientist of Facebook or Linkedin (can’t remember which) before Christmas
Really nice guy and I enjoyed meeting him, but this whole name dropping thing is just odd to me. Particularly as we were the ones selling to him. Surely it’s more important the other way round. Claimed they were ‘good friends’
I’m sure they are but I just couldn’t give a toss. One day when I don’t care anymore, I’m gonna reply with ‘I was having lunch at my desk the other week, and I replied to a chap called Paulie 8290 on a football forum I’m on called Charlton Life’
W@nker dog owners, woman brought a 10 month GermanShepherd to me after it bit her as she tried to get him out of his bed. Straight away spotted it had an injury and likely in pain, I refused to train her injured puppy and told her to attend the vet despite her insistence it was "growing pains" ?? Just found the dog in rescue looking for new home.
Can we add to that people who don't train their dogs. In particular small dogs. In the park, off the lead they turn into snarling teeth filled arseholes. My dog Tank, who weighs in at a respectable ten and a half stone, would likely be shot for being a dangerous dog if he behaved like that.
The reason he doesn't? Puppy classes as soon as he had his shots and a lot of socialization.
People who watch videos on loud volume/ do not have it on mute or quiet in a waiting area. Especially when there's just a few people around. Have some common decency and manners.
Fuck me it happens in my world of work so much. Had a meeting today with a guy and he was at pains to tell me he had lunch with the chief data scientist of Facebook or Linkedin (can’t remember which) before Christmas
Really nice guy and I enjoyed meeting him, but this whole name dropping thing is just odd to me. Particularly as we were the ones selling to him. Surely it’s more important the other way round. Claimed they were ‘good friends’
I’m sure they are but I just couldn’t give a toss. One day when I don’t care anymore, I’m gonna reply with ‘I was having lunch at my desk the other week, and I replied to a chap called Paulie 8290 on a football forum I’m on called Charlton Life’
That’s my lunchtime, that’s who I network with.
I was talking to my mate David Beckham about this earlier.
Fuck me it happens in my world of work so much. Had a meeting today with a guy and he was at pains to tell me he had lunch with the chief data scientist of Facebook or Linkedin (can’t remember which) before Christmas
Really nice guy and I enjoyed meeting him, but this whole name dropping thing is just odd to me. Particularly as we were the ones selling to him. Surely it’s more important the other way round. Claimed they were ‘good friends’
I’m sure they are but I just couldn’t give a toss. One day when I don’t care anymore, I’m gonna reply with ‘I was having lunch at my desk the other week, and I replied to a chap called Paulie 8290 on a football forum I’m on called Charlton Life’
That’s my lunchtime, that’s who I network with.
He might drop names but does he get your name right?
The same woman who can recount verbatim, a conversation we allegedly had 20 years ago, can't remember when she's supposed to get the oil changed in her car.
This bizarre media love-in with the North Korean cheerleaders at the Winter Olympics.
North Korea have sent 10 athletes, and 230 cheerleaders, this is literally a choreographed bit of propaganda from a regime that is threatening nuclear war, still maintains concentration camps, starves it's own people, and kills it's critics... but that's alright, because they've taught a few ropey looking munters how to dance.
9 hours spent driving through snow and black ice last Thursday, with the intention of seeing friends and family, and also taking in a cheeky away day, but being bushwacked by chronic diarrhea and stomach cramps. Managed a meal out yesterday, but that'll be percolated in the next 5 minutes. Looking forward to my 9 return trip at 06:30 tomorrow. ....ffs
I’ve realised I’ve started to miss words when I’m writing sentences now. It’s starting to really wind me up. I’m questioning whether it’s some sort of early sign of something like dementia that could affect me in later life, or the more plausible thing, the age of the smart phone. Sentences and words get finished for us with predictive text, and I wonder if it’s making my brain a little lazier and this is how it’s manifesting itself
Tradesmen casually letting you down, I've really put myself put today to make sure I'm indoors for some cocksucker to come round and finish a pretty simple plumbing job he started some time ago to get a text message just now at 3.15 telling me he couldn't make it. I've been trying to get hold of this scrotum all fucking day and I absolutely know he is in the pub now. The rat was meant to be here at 8am and made a big scene in the pub when we last spoke about making sure I was out of bed and going to be in. So I'm off now to the pub to find him and drag him here by his revolting nutbag or slap him silly.
I'm never, ever going on pub recommendations again and I'm kicking myself for g8ving him a chance in the first place. Fucking slug
The fucking central heating packing up on a Friday evening. Rang British Gas and the earliest the wankers can come out is Sunday.
The bathroom lights have packed up too, which is a pain as our builders start the extension next month and will be ripping it out.
Pretty sure it’s the transformer so will have to get a qualified electrician in (or failing that @Glass half empty)
Tried re-setting the boiler every couple of hours or so all over the weekend, to no avail. Tried it about an hour before the engineer was due and the bloody thing started working.
Worth having him in as he sorted a couple of things that needed doing but the house was freezing all day Saturday and most of yesterday. Ended up buying a couple of electric heaters to take the edge off it.
Tradesmen casually letting you down, I've really put myself put today to make sure I'm indoors for some cocksucker to come round and finish a pretty simple plumbing job he started some time ago to get a text message just now at 3.15 telling me he couldn't make it. I've been trying to get hold of this scrotum all fucking day and I absolutely know he is in the pub now. The rat was meant to be here at 8am and made a big scene in the pub when we last spoke about making sure I was out of bed and going to be in. So I'm off now to the pub to find him and drag him here by his revolting nutbag or slap him silly.
I'm never, ever going on pub recommendations again and I'm kicking myself for g8ving him a chance in the first place. Fucking slug
Final leg of long journey involved getting on Air France flight to uk from Paris stuffed with very smart suits all with 3 plus phones frantically doing vital business. Wasn't expecting food but the trolley Dolly's come round with...... a bloody croissant each. Result? 200 business people frantically brushing greasy flakes off their suits and onto the floor. Really Air France, did you give this any thought at all?
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Fuck me it happens in my world of work so much. Had a meeting today with a guy and he was at pains to tell me he had lunch with the chief data scientist of Facebook or Linkedin (can’t remember which) before Christmas
Really nice guy and I enjoyed meeting him, but this whole name dropping thing is just odd to me. Particularly as we were the ones selling to him. Surely it’s more important the other way round. Claimed they were ‘good friends’
I’m sure they are but I just couldn’t give a toss. One day when I don’t care anymore, I’m gonna reply with ‘I was having lunch at my desk the other week, and I replied to a chap called Paulie 8290 on a football forum I’m on called Charlton Life’
That’s my lunchtime, that’s who I network with.
The reason he doesn't? Puppy classes as soon as he had his shots and a lot of socialization.
The bathroom lights have packed up too, which is a pain as our builders start the extension next month and will be ripping it out.
Pretty sure it’s the transformer so will have to get a qualified electrician in (or failing that @Glass half empty)
North Korea have sent 10 athletes, and 230 cheerleaders, this is literally a choreographed bit of propaganda from a regime that is threatening nuclear war, still maintains concentration camps, starves it's own people, and kills it's critics... but that's alright, because they've taught a few ropey looking munters how to dance.
Especially when used by middle aged men.
I'm never, ever going on pub recommendations again and I'm kicking myself for g8ving him a chance in the first place. Fucking slug
Worth having him in as he sorted a couple of things that needed doing but the house was freezing all day Saturday and most of yesterday. Ended up buying a couple of electric heaters to take the edge off it.
No-one thinks you're being funny in the first place.