Well...
I was doing some painting work with a mate of mine.
Another friend asked how much we were getting paid.
"Fifteen hundered apiece." says my mate.
"How many pieces are you doing?"

The same girl, bless her heart, thought that North was always in front of her.

We were discussing at work that the summer solstice was coming up.
"What's that?" asked a work-mate.
"It's the longest day of the year." says I.
"I bet I'm working on that day..." she replies.

Kinda overheard from bash.org :
"What's the street outside of Liverpool Street train station called?"
( I work in Brixton - save me, Wed 12 Jan 2005, 2:32, Reply)