No Self-Awareness
I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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I had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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Yesterday,
I hit my head on the wooden thing sticking out from the wall where I keep books.
:(
( , Fri 30 Nov 2012, 9:10, 1 reply)
I hit my head on the wooden thing sticking out from the wall where I keep books.
:(
( , Fri 30 Nov 2012, 9:10, 1 reply)
Put a bit of pipe insulation on the corner with some yellow and black hazard tape.
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