My old "boss"
was a stinking little Ewok of a man. I used to work in a team of window cleaners and he hated me because I would keep an eye on our wages and question him when they came up short, which was all the time as he used our wages to buy his lunch every day and go to the bookies at dinner time.

He wasn't all bad though, he could be quite amusing at times. He was at an upstairs window once when he suddenly started shouting "Hey! Hey! Hey! I can see you!" and banging on the window..... the female occupant of the house had just emerged naked from the bathroom to see his gurning toothless face at the window. We met her in the street a week later. Bashful as always, he hit out with "Hiya hen, didn't recognise you with your clothes on!"

Classy.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Fri 19 Jun 2009, 15:35, Reply)