Idiot.
Nigel. What a waste of fucking space that twat was. I went away for a weekend; when I returned, my idiot housemates had offered him the room we had up for grabs in our house.

Most of the things Nigel did were just dim. But then…

I came home from work to find Nigel sitting in the lounge looking despondent. My usual reaction would be to keep walking past, but this time I decided to pretend to be caring and nice.

‘What’s the matter, Nigel?’

He sighed. ‘I’ve had a shit day at work,’ he responded. When I pressed him on this, the following tale came to light.

‘I made a joke in the office today. I though it was funny, but this guy…well, he didn’t seem to think it was funny. I don’t know why. I didn’t mean anything by it.’

‘What did you do, Nigel?’

‘Well, he’s Jewish and he was being a bit bossy, so when he told me to do something, I said, “Heil Hitler” but he didn’t think it was funny.’

‘Did you do the sign as well, Nigel?’

‘Yes. The Jewish woman in the office didn’t laugh either.’

The very thought of Nigel still makes me cringe.
( thealternativefact, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 10:31, Reply)