Ok ok ok
Thanks QOTW, a chance for me to come out of hibernation and make a post.


Anyone who usually reads my posts on here will remember that I am a director of a transport company (Hence the long time since my last post - I’ve been trying to get business in – sodding recession).

One bad thing about my line of work (Being the main descision maker for the firm) is the cold callers and annoying salespeople that seem to bug me every single hour of the working day. Some callers take it on the chin and a simple sorry not interested may mean a call back a few months down the line but nothing too annoying. Some people, especially the commission based scrotes seem to think that you have to take their time no matter what.

One such little cockface was a bloke called G, he seemed to try and catch me all the time and despite my efforts to tell him to sod off old G would always be there to annoy me. A polite but firm usually gets rid of people but this one had it in for me for some reason (My guess is that either the commission could be potentially good or he worked for someone who really hated me).


Anywhoo one day after conducting a bit of business at my local pub (ahem) in walks G! I was speechless and could barely contain my look of annoyance as he sat across from me and gave me the whole business prattle. As I mentioned I am used to conducting a bit of business in a casual setting but this was ridiculous. G’s night ended with him slumped in a corner feeling like death and me buggering off on another job.

Now here’s the” I didn’t do it (but really did)” part that ties in with the QOTW- a number of stories have passed round since that meeting and despite numerous attempts from certain people to make me sound like the innocent one(Especially a beardy little fucksock who shall go unnamed for now) I actually did shoot first. Sorry Greedo.


(I know, Im going to get back in my box………)
(mon bison powered by magnets, Mon 19 Sep 2011, 10:59, 1 reply)

Gah!

( Pig Bodine., Tue 20 Sep 2011, 13:23, closed)