Irony
I used to work in an office down south, was a great place with lots of friendly people, good managers and plenty of events on.
Now there is this guy that i gave a lift to when he started (mainly cos he lived in the same town as me, had to get at least 2 trains to work, which would take an hour and a half at least and didn't drive). Everyday without fail:

He'd get in the car, mumble a greeting then read the fucking paper for the rest of the journey, usually blocking my inside wing mirror (lots of fun when trying to pull in)
He'd sleep in, leaving me outside waiting and getting late for work
Always had to be asked for petrol money
Claimed he was learning to drive but 18 months on has manged about 3 lessons and is no closer to driving.

Thankfully i got promoted and now work in a different site so no idea what happened to him, think he got someone else to help out
The ironic thing is:
I advised him to go for the sodding job

Fuck Karma
(Fuckarma was masturbating into your handbag, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 14:24, Reply)