Being told off as an adult
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
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My last job
was in a factory outlet centre (basically a big warehouse which sells shit clothes).
I used to work in the mens department with a mate of mine. We used to sell plus size clothing for fat bastards, some of the sizes went up to a massive 9XL! We used to fritter away the quiet weekday afternoons by trying on the massive clothes, seeing if one person could fit down one leg of the 9XL jeans etc. There was one lady that worked there, a right miserable old cow, and one day she caught us in the act of larking about with the massive clothes. Her response?
"Go and stand in the corner! One at one end of the menswear department, one at the other!"
So there we were, two 19 year olds stood in 'the naughty corner' getting paid £5.50 per hour.
( , Fri 21 Sep 2007, 14:28, Reply)
was in a factory outlet centre (basically a big warehouse which sells shit clothes).
I used to work in the mens department with a mate of mine. We used to sell plus size clothing for fat bastards, some of the sizes went up to a massive 9XL! We used to fritter away the quiet weekday afternoons by trying on the massive clothes, seeing if one person could fit down one leg of the 9XL jeans etc. There was one lady that worked there, a right miserable old cow, and one day she caught us in the act of larking about with the massive clothes. Her response?
"Go and stand in the corner! One at one end of the menswear department, one at the other!"
So there we were, two 19 year olds stood in 'the naughty corner' getting paid £5.50 per hour.
( , Fri 21 Sep 2007, 14:28, Reply)
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