ooh
i worked for the same company - without a doubt the biggest bunch of cretins i've ever encountered. my manager was a psychotic ex-army cook with one kidney, unusually hairy forearms and a habit of saying 'does that make sense?' at the end of every sentence. she was a deeply unpleasant person. i lasted half a day before 'nipping out to buy a sandwich' and instead going to the pub. i found lying through my teeth to confused elderly shopkeepers in order to put money in these people's pockets the moral equivalent of selling crack to 8 year olds.
feel the girth of my very first post...
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feel the girth of my very first post...