My job: Expectation vs Reality
When I worked as a window cleaner, everybody - and I mean everybody - I knew asked me the "how's yer father" question. The truth was that I was always knackered and freezing, and the only nudity I saw was some fat bloke's arse. Tell us how your work differs from the expectation.
Thanks to Rotating Wobbly Hat for the idea
( , Thu 8 May 2014, 22:21)
When I worked as a window cleaner, everybody - and I mean everybody - I knew asked me the "how's yer father" question. The truth was that I was always knackered and freezing, and the only nudity I saw was some fat bloke's arse. Tell us how your work differs from the expectation.
Thanks to Rotating Wobbly Hat for the idea
( , Thu 8 May 2014, 22:21)
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when i was a child
i expected to be ruling the world by this time, or at least be head of a global empire. instead, my shitty body let me down and i spend my time squinting at MASSIVE letters and avoiding walking into things.
still, gotta laugh, eh?
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 14:09, 15 replies)
i expected to be ruling the world by this time, or at least be head of a global empire. instead, my shitty body let me down and i spend my time squinting at MASSIVE letters and avoiding walking into things.
still, gotta laugh, eh?
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 14:09, 15 replies)
At least you didn't set your goals as high as owning a pizza oven.
Think how bitterly disappointed you'd be now if you were still forced to order pizza in a restaurant. I wouldn't be able to face myself in the mirror.
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 14:12, closed)
Interesting...
...presumably you feature quite regularly in the Daily Mirror?
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 14:17, closed)
...presumably you feature quite regularly in the Daily Mirror?
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 14:17, closed)
No one would!
Especially if you'd been served the 'Three Olive Burnt Special' - it cost a thousand pounds, you know.
www.b3ta.com/questions/cookbook/post1662409
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 16:57, closed)
Especially if you'd been served the 'Three Olive Burnt Special' - it cost a thousand pounds, you know.
www.b3ta.com/questions/cookbook/post1662409
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 16:57, closed)
still, gotta laugh, eh?
running in the night, afraid of what might be
hiding in the dark, hiding in the street, and of what was following me
now hounds of love are hunting
i've always been a coward
and i don't know what's good for me
( , Fri 9 May 2014, 15:05, closed)
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