Question of the Week suggestions
Each week we ask a question. The idea is to generate material that's:
* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
* not been asked on this site before
* fun to answer
What would you like to ask? (We've left this question open - so feel free to drop in ideas anytime.)
( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
Each week we ask a question. The idea is to generate material that's:
* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
* not been asked on this site before
* fun to answer
What would you like to ask? (We've left this question open - so feel free to drop in ideas anytime.)
( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
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Uhm...
Most soul-destroying job. Like spending 12 hours a day in a refrigerated salad factory (they have now branched out into stir-fries...oof the excitement) during the heighth of UK summer squeezing bags of salad to check if the seals were airtight. With no gloves. I couldn't feel my arm, never mind the smegging bag. Or pushing out cardboard cutouts for advertising mortgages and coco pops.
Mebee it dosn't meet the criteria, but I reckon that it will make us feel a sight better about the crock o'shite that we call a living now.
Or the power of peer pressure. I made a mentally-challenged childhood friend eat mud after convincing her it was a roast with mash and gravy. She puked and cried. But she was the chef.
( , Fri 2 Jul 2004, 23:45, Reply)
Most soul-destroying job. Like spending 12 hours a day in a refrigerated salad factory (they have now branched out into stir-fries...oof the excitement) during the heighth of UK summer squeezing bags of salad to check if the seals were airtight. With no gloves. I couldn't feel my arm, never mind the smegging bag. Or pushing out cardboard cutouts for advertising mortgages and coco pops.
Mebee it dosn't meet the criteria, but I reckon that it will make us feel a sight better about the crock o'shite that we call a living now.
Or the power of peer pressure. I made a mentally-challenged childhood friend eat mud after convincing her it was a roast with mash and gravy. She puked and cried. But she was the chef.
( , Fri 2 Jul 2004, 23:45, Reply)
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