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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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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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maybe you misunderstood my post, your colonial education can't have been as thorough as the curriculum we get at home
"I wish I'd been online at 5am to see this very hurtful post" basically means that I wish I had been online at 5am, so that I could have seen your very hurtful post, and has nothing to do with whichever backwoods, 3rd world soweto you happen to come from or the timezone that it happens to fall into.
Cheers
( , Sun 2 Dec 2012, 10:48, 1 reply)
"I wish I'd been online at 5am to see this very hurtful post" basically means that I wish I had been online at 5am, so that I could have seen your very hurtful post, and has nothing to do with whichever backwoods, 3rd world soweto you happen to come from or the timezone that it happens to fall into.
Cheers
( , Sun 2 Dec 2012, 10:48, 1 reply)
Clearly I did misunderstand your post.
Thanks for clearing that up for me, Bwana.
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Thanks for clearing that up for me, Bwana.
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