Scaryduck writes, "I celebrated my last day on my paper round by giving everybody next door's paper, and the house at the end 16 copies of the Maidenhead Advertiser. And I kept the delivery bag. That certainly showed 'em."
What have you flounced out of? Did it have the impact you intended? What made you quit in the first place?
(, Thu 22 May 2008, 12:15)
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My job picking up pages 232-245 of the Argus laminated catalogue of dreams off a conveyer belt line from a massive laminating machine, in a factory on an industrial estate in essex (4am - 1pm shifts too - fucking rubbish that was...) - (pardon the lack of grammmmmar. I'm rushing this before I leave)
I was only there a week, but got to dislike the jobsworth power-mad manager enough to throw a bin at his head and call him a fucking cunt whilst walking out mid-shift.
I also enjoyed phoning the agency that placed me and telling them that he was a massive bastard and that I expected to get paid until 11.13am when I threw the bin at him.
He didn't press charges either. Bonus.
(, Fri 23 May 2008, 16:46, 3 replies)
For the Bill Bailey reference!
To catch the tears of joy! Lent my stepdad the DVD and thats his favourite line, he does a pretty good Bill impression as well!
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 9:41, closed)
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