Tell us / show us / send us the best thing you've ever cooked or had cooked for you. Even if it is a £10 burger.
Or knock yourself out and tell us knock-knock jokes. Just make them funny and about sheds
(, Thu 27 Jun 2013, 12:29)
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An actual QOTW story...
Just after university I did a lot of temp work. It wasn't bad, there were plenty of jobs for a smartly-dressed young graduate. I'd signed up with a bunch of agencies and they sent all over the place - filing for banks, data-inputting for large insurance companies, working reception for large office buildings, etc, etc.
I was paid monthly, the agencies totaling up all the hours I'd put on the various assignments. Trouble with that was, I'd be flat broke within days of being paid. So I hit upon the perfect scam.
Lunchtimes. As the temp, I'd often be corralled into taking lunch orders. I'd go from desk to desk, writing down orders and collecting cash. I did this diligently at every place I worked at, even offering my services if no one asked me.
And then one day, at a big finance company, temptation overcame me. I piped up around midday and asked everyone in the huge open-plan office if I could get their lunch. 20 minutes later I had a pad full of requests and a pocket full of cash. 60 minutes later I still had a pocket full of cash - but the poor City boys and girls had no lunch, and no temp.
Over the next few weeks, at multiple work placements, I repeated the trick. The amazing thing was, the agencies took ages to cotton on, they still paid me my temp salary and in some places I was coining over £100 in lunch money!
Slowly but surely the clients complained (and obviously I could never work in the same place twice) - but for a large part of that glorious summer I was often clearing £100 a day in cash PLUS my standard £8 p/h. At one bank in Canary Wharf (rhymes with Barclays), two of the traders gave me fifties!
My only regret is that I never got to see their faces when they realised the change wasn't coming.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:14, 29 replies)
You blew it, Albert.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:23, closed)
This was almost vintage Marshmallow but you had to overdo it. Sad times.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:30, closed)
Could have been vintage shamblic, but - not nearly enough vitriol, faux-hatred or mock outrage.
Sad times indeed.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:36, closed)
Bit tired today. Perhaps if you pretended to have a property portfolio I'd be able to work up the impetus for some proper derision.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:42, closed)
The Albert we know and love would never have set his sights as low as a spree of petty larceny. We need to hear about how you used the money you embezzled to rig up a webcam system in the ladies' toilets, cross-reference everyone's employee ID badge with your comprehensive fetish database and leave each lady's object of erotic predilection in a used carrier bag hung from the front fence of their home address.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:40, closed)
That said, most of the time he makes an immensely entertaining read. Rock on, Albert.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:49, closed)
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 11:44, closed)
EH, LIEMALLOW????
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 13:26, closed)
I'm assuming you've wound up the spastics into a proper tizzy. Good work, fella.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 13:53, closed)
I can never figure it out.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:29, closed)
I've got some of the spackier posters on ignore, so I'm guessing either Shambo or Monty is here
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:31, closed)
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:40, closed)
All it does is allow frantic emo Marys like Emma here to whimper and whine about how they're superior to the people that they're hiding from.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 14:48, closed)
You've got me on ignore.
Yet you manage to respond in posts that I've made.
Oh, that's right - not only are you arrogant and belligerent you're also a hypocrite.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 20:09, closed)
Protesting too much, I think.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 20:54, closed)
It's cruel to remind The Dulls that their entire internet existence revolves around their envy of the bigger boys.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 21:49, closed)
The BD doth protest too much, methinks.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 23:40, closed)
It makes me feel weird. Misery McUglywife? What does that even mean?
I can be in a great mood...then I pop to b3ta and see 'Misery McUglywife' everywhere and suddenly my mood evaporates.
Can't you change it? May I suggest 'Happy McFuckwit' - it's kind of upbeat, jolly and won't send me into a deep depression each time I read it?
Misery McUglywife? It's so dark and awful. I don't want to be dragged down into whatever hell you're living. If life's that bad, just divorce her and trade up for a better looking model.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 21:20, closed)
I like it. I think Shambo was trying to suggest that I was miserable and that my wife is ugly - neither of which is true. More about it here - b3ta.com/questions/emergencyservices/post1967731#post1967866.
(, Fri 28 Jun 2013, 23:03, closed)
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