Awesome Sickies
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
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Six weeks at the beach
I used to get bullied a lot at high school (no! A b3tan? Really?). At about the time that I was about to go Columbine (curse Australia and its restrictive gun laws), my parents' marriage was going to hell in a Vuitton tote. After I'd tried to run away from home, my dad had had an affair with his best friend's wife and my mum had for some bizarre reason totally cracked the shits, my parents made a last-ditch plan to save their marriage. They pulled me and my sister out of school, threw us all in the back of a truck and drove down to Sorrento in Victoria in late winter/early spring, when the weather was incredible but it wasn't tourist season yet. I spent it listening to alternative radio and collecting shells. Best six weeks of my life, especially those moments when I thought to myself "I'm supposed to be in school". :)
( , Mon 12 Jun 2006, 14:20, Reply)
I used to get bullied a lot at high school (no! A b3tan? Really?). At about the time that I was about to go Columbine (curse Australia and its restrictive gun laws), my parents' marriage was going to hell in a Vuitton tote. After I'd tried to run away from home, my dad had had an affair with his best friend's wife and my mum had for some bizarre reason totally cracked the shits, my parents made a last-ditch plan to save their marriage. They pulled me and my sister out of school, threw us all in the back of a truck and drove down to Sorrento in Victoria in late winter/early spring, when the weather was incredible but it wasn't tourist season yet. I spent it listening to alternative radio and collecting shells. Best six weeks of my life, especially those moments when I thought to myself "I'm supposed to be in school". :)
( , Mon 12 Jun 2006, 14:20, Reply)
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