My first office job (yes, there have been many *cries*)
was in an office with those massive windows on the ground floor instead of the more traditional walls. Walking past on my lunch break one day I spotted 50p on the floor. Not much to speak of but better than, well, not having 50p, which was my status at the time.

It proved remarkably difficult to pick up. Impossible, in fact. I later found out that my colleagues behind the window-walls had glued the 50p there and spent their lunch break pissing themselves at all the people who'd stopped to lose a fight with the pavement.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 14 Nov 2011, 16:08, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

hahaha!
You fucking mong! ALWAYS kick a coin first

I've only ever had two proper jobs. trufax
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 14 Nov 2011, 16:09, Reply)

Christ, I was up to two by the end of my first post-Uni summer
This is what happens when you get released into the world with no qualifications and no clue. Still, it only took me a fucking decade to find a well-paid job that I enjoy.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 14 Nov 2011, 16:11, Reply)

4 years at Newcastle Uni networking dpeartment then where I am now

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 14 Nov 2011, 16:13, Reply)

I blame my inability to enjoy my work
coupled with my previous employers' inability to pay me enough money
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 14 Nov 2011, 16:17, Reply)