My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Serves the silly Fucker right
I'm not a patent examiner, but I have to routine check paperwork coming in from subcontractors. I'm easygoing and if there is an error, I'll just phone and say, this needs changing, get it done and email me the paperwork, and we'll say no more. If they then BS me and try to wheedle out of it..... They're toast
( , Mon 3 May 2010, 17:41, Reply)
I'm not a patent examiner, but I have to routine check paperwork coming in from subcontractors. I'm easygoing and if there is an error, I'll just phone and say, this needs changing, get it done and email me the paperwork, and we'll say no more. If they then BS me and try to wheedle out of it..... They're toast
( , Mon 3 May 2010, 17:41, Reply)
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