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Not you lot, but a woman where I work.
One of those people that dominates a conversation and insists on telling you all about herself and her problems without prompting or anyone even expressing interest in her life.
I have, for the purposes of research, just sat in the kitchen and had a fag whilst she came in and spent 7minutes telling me about her kid and what christmas means.
I said 4 words in that time, which were
"This is boring. Goodbye" and I left the room.
Jesus, some people insist of talking over you without even registering that we were all staring at her like dogs before leaving the room.
The urge to smother her face in a pillow and scream "shutupshutupshutupshutup" over and over is hard to resist.
One of those people that dominates a conversation and insists on telling you all about herself and her problems without prompting or anyone even expressing interest in her life.
I have, for the purposes of research, just sat in the kitchen and had a fag whilst she came in and spent 7minutes telling me about her kid and what christmas means.
I said 4 words in that time, which were
"This is boring. Goodbye" and I left the room.
Jesus, some people insist of talking over you without even registering that we were all staring at her like dogs before leaving the room.
The urge to smother her face in a pillow and scream "shutupshutupshutupshutup" over and over is hard to resist.
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It does get a bit overwhelming with all these women around me all day.
I have to go to the perfumers (mostly men) and talk about guns and war and bear-fighting and stuff.
Although I did get two of the girls here to kiss each other yesterday.
That made my year that did.
AND I have a pic of it.
God Bless inquisitive women.
I have to go to the perfumers (mostly men) and talk about guns and war and bear-fighting and stuff.
Although I did get two of the girls here to kiss each other yesterday.
That made my year that did.
AND I have a pic of it.
God Bless inquisitive women.
Ah, they'll be the Drones then.
I work in a very blokey world.
But they are annoying blokes. Blokes that say 'Afternoon' if you're not it for 8AM. Blokes that say "No wild parties whilst I'm gone."
I just sit here, get on with my work, post here, and think "I'm glad I'm not one of you."
But they are annoying blokes. Blokes that say 'Afternoon' if you're not it for 8AM. Blokes that say "No wild parties whilst I'm gone."
I just sit here, get on with my work, post here, and think "I'm glad I'm not one of you."
Yep, the women here decorated the 14ft tree we have in the main hall all morning.
Now Rosie is sitting doing her nails whils the other two berate me for not having bought my girlfriend her Xmas present yet.
Ratio of women to men here is probably about 15:1 and I'm the only bloke down here in my bit.
Average age is about 30, but having worked with them for 2 years there's no mystery or fancying left with them.
They're constantly re-arranging boobs and stuff in front of me, and it's the same as watching your mates pick their nose or scratch.
Ah well.
Now Rosie is sitting doing her nails whils the other two berate me for not having bought my girlfriend her Xmas present yet.
Ratio of women to men here is probably about 15:1 and I'm the only bloke down here in my bit.
Average age is about 30, but having worked with them for 2 years there's no mystery or fancying left with them.
They're constantly re-arranging boobs and stuff in front of me, and it's the same as watching your mates pick their nose or scratch.
Ah well.
There is a 25:3 ratio of women to men in my office!
Sound interesting? Average age is about 48.
I have one woman who once a month brings in the entire contents of her husbands 'Feng Shui' (God thats sooo 90's) shop, sets out a stall on a vacant desk and sells it to all the other women! And the boss just turns a blind eye!!!
They have spent all morning 'decorating' their desks with christmas cr@p.
Oh yeah and one other woman spends most of her day cutting out pictures of cats and sticking them to a piece of cardboard on her desk!
Odd. Time I looked for another job methinks....
Sound interesting? Average age is about 48.
I have one woman who once a month brings in the entire contents of her husbands 'Feng Shui' (God thats sooo 90's) shop, sets out a stall on a vacant desk and sells it to all the other women! And the boss just turns a blind eye!!!
They have spent all morning 'decorating' their desks with christmas cr@p.
Oh yeah and one other woman spends most of her day cutting out pictures of cats and sticking them to a piece of cardboard on her desk!
Odd. Time I looked for another job methinks....
Some people at my work are just like that. There this girl that thinks she runs the place and she even tells the boss what to do! I like you goatboy want to kill these foul creatures of hell.
It's a good job you don't have pillows at your work then. You don't have pillows.....do you? Don't do it Goatboy, think of the little ones.
Not you lot, but a woman where I work.
One of those people that dominates a conversation and insists on telling you all about herself and her problems without prompting or anyone even expressing interest in her life.
I have, for the purposes of research, just sat in the kitchen and had a fag whilst she came in and spent 7minutes telling me about her kid and what christmas means.
I said 4 words in that time, which were
"This is boring. Goodbye" and I left the room.
Jesus, some people insist of talking over you without even registering that we were all staring at her like dogs before leaving the room.
The urge to smother her face in a pillow and scream "shutupshutupshutupshutup" over and over is hard to resist.
One of those people that dominates a conversation and insists on telling you all about herself and her problems without prompting or anyone even expressing interest in her life.
I have, for the purposes of research, just sat in the kitchen and had a fag whilst she came in and spent 7minutes telling me about her kid and what christmas means.
I said 4 words in that time, which were
"This is boring. Goodbye" and I left the room.
Jesus, some people insist of talking over you without even registering that we were all staring at her like dogs before leaving the room.
The urge to smother her face in a pillow and scream "shutupshutupshutupshutup" over and over is hard to resist.
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