MisunderstoodMy other half rang a courier today to get a disc sent over to a client. The courier company asked what it was she was sending. "A computer disc", she said.
Half an hour later, 3 blokes in a van turned up. They looked a little disappointed to be handed a floppy disc: they were all prepared to shift a computer desk across London.
Have you been utterly misunderstood recently?
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chthonic, Thu 6 Oct 2005, 23:06)
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Gizza joabI thought I'd asked the company for a job. But what came out was obviously: "Please drain the poetry from my soul and grind the hope from my veins, wasting the precious days of my life serving the banal aims of venal parsimonious kobolds who value pennies more than seconds and whose sole ambition is to derive blood products from certain mineral deposits. Then bend me over the desk and administer the unlubricated poker. AGAIN. And thank you for making it nice and hot, I know that costs money. Oh, and I will work for food."
Mr Length has left teh building.
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calgacus Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae, Fri 7 Oct 2005, 13:18,
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