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Christmas Eve and I'm at work....till 9pm. What makes it worse is that they've said everyone can go early, if they're working early shifts. So basically about 80% of the workforce have gone home and left us lot here.
I suppose we get to listen to the radio and we've had a whipround to get loads of pringles and sweets from Safeway.
At least we can get pizza and charge it to the company. Hm. How about every topping on that....and garlic bread too.
Here's to everyone working Christmas eve.
I suppose we get to listen to the radio and we've had a whipround to get loads of pringles and sweets from Safeway.
At least we can get pizza and charge it to the company. Hm. How about every topping on that....and garlic bread too.
Here's to everyone working Christmas eve.
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Mystique wrote:
> Playing football is hardly work though is it? I mean come on. Kids are
> going to be going out to play football too tomorrow but they aren't
> going to be getting five grand* an hour are they?
>
>
> *ish
But would you rather be playing football in the cold or inside opening all your presents?
Say the former and die.
> Playing football is hardly work though is it? I mean come on. Kids are
> going to be going out to play football too tomorrow but they aren't
> going to be getting five grand* an hour are they?
>
>
> *ish
But would you rather be playing football in the cold or inside opening all your presents?
Say the former and die.
Mystique wrote:
> Kids are going to be going out to play football too
> tomorrow but they aren't going to be getting five grand
> an hour are they?
The kids that play for Man Utd probably get six grand an hour. I pity them, they'll never know the joys of running out of fags at 2am when you're still wide awake, not being able to go down the pub with your mates because your Giro didn't turn up, being so skint that you can't afford to even go window shopping...
It must be hell.
> Kids are going to be going out to play football too
> tomorrow but they aren't going to be getting five grand
> an hour are they?
The kids that play for Man Utd probably get six grand an hour. I pity them, they'll never know the joys of running out of fags at 2am when you're still wide awake, not being able to go down the pub with your mates because your Giro didn't turn up, being so skint that you can't afford to even go window shopping...
It must be hell.
Playing football is hardly work though is it? I mean come on. Kids are going to be going out to play football too tomorrow but they aren't going to be getting five grand* an hour are they?
*ish
*ish
Think yourself lucky you're not an Arsenal player.
They have to train tomorrow morning. :D
They have to train tomorrow morning. :D
Dude. You work for *the* gayest company ever. EVER!
Gayer than Goatboy's big gay manlove club.
Yup.
;)
Gayer than Goatboy's big gay manlove club.
Yup.
;)
pb wrote:
> I'm still here!! What's more, I've eaten so much chocolate that none
> of us feel like anything else now!!
enjoy it...
*remembers what he typed only hours ago*
oh whatever...
:0)
> I'm still here!! What's more, I've eaten so much chocolate that none
> of us feel like anything else now!!
enjoy it...
*remembers what he typed only hours ago*
oh whatever...
:0)
not moving = not eating
FROOTS AM THE WINNER!
FROOTS AM THE WINNER!
SO your chocolate consumption causes others to feel like not moving eh?
That's interesting. Perhaps you could use it to cause some sort of re-enactment, or something.
That's interesting. Perhaps you could use it to cause some sort of re-enactment, or something.
I'm still here!! What's more, I've eaten so much chocolate that none of us feel like anything else now!!
I feel sorry for u :(
eh. Merry Xmas :D
eh. Merry Xmas :D
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