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Little details from your day
Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:02 am
by Rimbaud III_Archive
simmo wrote:I started a new job today. I am working alongside A 9/11 CONSIPARCY THEORIST! ARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
These people are rapidly becoming fixtures in offices around the world.
DO NOT ENGAGE THEM IN CONVERSATION.
Little details from your day
Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:13 am
by fantasmatical thorr_Archive
Just as I have a 9 week clinical placement looming, with exams after that in October, I have just agreed to put on a gig; for Simmo no less. Of course, now I'm all "hmmm, I really should try and get blah blah up and the hoohas". Uh oh.
I just answered the phone to some cold caller asking for my mum. "Not here" I say. "Can I take a message?"
"No, I'll call back" He said.
I asked him where he was calling from and he said the name of some Scottish loan firm to which I asked him not to bother calling back. He replied with " I'll call back to speak to Mrs Lavery" and I repeated, " Please don't, we're not interested".
He AGAIN said he would call back and hung up on me!
I normally hang up in the first 4 seconds god dammit!
It's Supersonic next weekend. As well as being my mums and her boyfriends birthdays. I hate juggling.
I also applied to be a bank student nurse so I can get some experience of bum wiping and hanging out with patients. Scared.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:30 am
by Ty Webb_Archive
"bank student nurse"
???
Obviously, I'm missing something in translation here. It sounds like you guys have nurses in your banks. I've felt faint after checking my balance a few times, but I haven't needed a nurse.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:00 am
by fantasmatical thorr_Archive
It means agency but, being employed with NHS rather than being an outside agency!
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:09 am
by Ty Webb_Archive
Government-subsidized bum wiping!
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:33 am
by burun_Archive
fantasmatical thorr wrote:I also applied to be a bank student nurse so I can get some experience of bum wiping and hanging out with patients. Scared.
Perhaps you could be a student nurse at Supersonic?
Bum-wiping tripping hipsters could be fun. Or not.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:38 am
by Arson Smith_Archive
"Shoeless" Chris McGarvey wrote:This is a composite of a few weeks:
When I first moved here, I noticed all these cock and balls drawn on every other apartment building a block south of me.
I also noticed that the Asian lobster house, which goes by the name William Ho's, had also been graffitied.
As you walk south from where we dwell, You come across a brass edifice at William Ho's.
It says William Ho's and there's a space before you see two dragons in profile view facing one another.
In the space between William Ho's and the dragons it said:
"Fresh Women"
Go past the entrance, you had the same facade but it said "clean vag".
Two weeks ago I saw this group of giggling girls wearing t-shirts that said: Got Cock" on the front and had the same cock and balls on the back with the text: Big enough."
I live in a penis obsessed place.
"If you build it, he will come..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:51 am
by Josef K_Archive
Have you ever noticed how casually disgarded large rubber bands sometimes fall into the shape of a cock and balls?
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:03 am
by Rimbaud III_Archive
Josef K wrote:Have you ever noticed how casually disgarded large rubber bands sometimes fall into the shape of a cock and balls?
If this isn't a college thesis in the making, I don't know WTF is.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:14 am
by night_tools_Archive
Well, I was having a fucking great day today, until I got home and realised I'd locked myself out of my flat. Luckily I have a spare set of keys. They're in my girlfriend's flat. My set of keys for that flat? That's right, they're in my flat! FUUUUUCCCKKK!
With the aid of two neighbours, a hammer drill, a chisel, a really big screwdriver, and other assorted tools, I managed to destroy the offending lock and get into my flat. I resisted the temptation to drink a whole bottle of wine (instead I will give it to hammer drill owning neighbour), and now I get to go to B&Q to buy a new lock, and fit it! Details to follow.
Don't none of you steal my shit while I'm out, OK? Or piss through the hole in my front door.