Jobsworths
All over the world there are little people following the rules and being arsey because, let's face it, it's fun.
Tell us about your experiences with petty jobsworths, or, if you are a petty jobsworth, tell us how much you get off on it.
( , Thu 12 May 2005, 9:53)
All over the world there are little people following the rules and being arsey because, let's face it, it's fun.
Tell us about your experiences with petty jobsworths, or, if you are a petty jobsworth, tell us how much you get off on it.
( , Thu 12 May 2005, 9:53)
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Door bitches story no.33.2
So me and a bunch of mates rock up to a fancy-schamncy bar with a couple of gorillas out the front carding people for age.
Anyway, when I got there, I got the oldest line in the book "not in those shoes, mate"
so, me and my mate swapped shoes.
"How about now?"
"No, not in *those* shoes either. Infact, not in *ANY* shoes"
The door bitch grinned, seeinf as how I was crest fallen and all. He was about to push me aside to admit the next bunch of good looking people, when I took off my shoes (well, my mate's shoes" and was standing there barefoot.
"How about now?" I asked, smug as a bug in a rug. All my mates were sniggering at this point.
"Fine. Not in that shirt, smart guy"
So I took off my shirt.
The door bitch laughed then.
"You got guts, kid. In you go"
winnah!
( , Fri 13 May 2005, 7:37, Reply)
Door bitches story no.33.2
So me and a bunch of mates rock up to a fancy-schamncy bar with a couple of gorillas out the front carding people for age.
Anyway, when I got there, I got the oldest line in the book "not in those shoes, mate"
so, me and my mate swapped shoes.
"How about now?"
"No, not in *those* shoes either. Infact, not in *ANY* shoes"
The door bitch grinned, seeinf as how I was crest fallen and all. He was about to push me aside to admit the next bunch of good looking people, when I took off my shoes (well, my mate's shoes" and was standing there barefoot.
"How about now?" I asked, smug as a bug in a rug. All my mates were sniggering at this point.
"Fine. Not in that shirt, smart guy"
So I took off my shirt.
The door bitch laughed then.
"You got guts, kid. In you go"
winnah!
( , Fri 13 May 2005, 7:37, Reply)
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