Bastard Colleagues
You've all known one. The brown-nosing fucker, the 'comedian', the drunk, the gossip and of course the weird one with no mates who goes bell ringing, looks like Mr Majika and sports a monk's haircut (and is a woman).
Tell us about yours...
Thanks to Deskbound for the idea
( , Thu 24 Jan 2008, 9:09)
You've all known one. The brown-nosing fucker, the 'comedian', the drunk, the gossip and of course the weird one with no mates who goes bell ringing, looks like Mr Majika and sports a monk's haircut (and is a woman).
Tell us about yours...
Thanks to Deskbound for the idea
( , Thu 24 Jan 2008, 9:09)
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Colleague = boss
Utter cunt. I used to work in a newsagents. That's an industry you don't take lightly, I can tell you. Another local shop was closing down and my boss bought all his paper round clients from him. The bloke then decided he wasn't closing down after all, and got his customers to cancel their accounts with my boss.
So my boss invited this guy round to his shop for a man-to-man chat. Beat the living shit out of him in the back room, next to the Cadbury's Caramels and Walkers Crisps.
I worked extra hours one Christmas and he told me I was getting a bonus. The bonus was that he never told the taxman how many hours I did. Cheers.
One of the old ladies who worked in the shop came in late for work because she'd been in a car accident and was highly shaken. He pissed himself laughing.
( , Fri 25 Jan 2008, 12:34, Reply)
Utter cunt. I used to work in a newsagents. That's an industry you don't take lightly, I can tell you. Another local shop was closing down and my boss bought all his paper round clients from him. The bloke then decided he wasn't closing down after all, and got his customers to cancel their accounts with my boss.
So my boss invited this guy round to his shop for a man-to-man chat. Beat the living shit out of him in the back room, next to the Cadbury's Caramels and Walkers Crisps.
I worked extra hours one Christmas and he told me I was getting a bonus. The bonus was that he never told the taxman how many hours I did. Cheers.
One of the old ladies who worked in the shop came in late for work because she'd been in a car accident and was highly shaken. He pissed himself laughing.
( , Fri 25 Jan 2008, 12:34, Reply)
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