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I currently temp in the Civil Service. People are generally pleasant but dull: the stereotypes are true I’m afraid. Some people really annoy me with their apathetic attitudes. There are even strict rules pertaining to the use of the tea point notice boards.
I’ve decided to “rebel”. I’ve started an illicit poster campaign.
One old miserable woman was my first “victim”. She can’t understand humour, hates everyone, does not join in the (rare) office parties and will talk about how much better file archiving was in the 1980’s, for hours. She is so unimaginative (and untroubled by actual work) that she spends all day (I’m not kidding) playing Solitaire. I bet she has never even won a game.
So I strike. Up goes the poster.
“MONKEY ARM WRESTLING CLUB”
“Do you want to prove that you are the strongest simian? Then come along to ******* , 12-30 to 1-30, and arm wrestle my monkey, Gimpchimp the destroyer.”
*****Random picture of a monkey*****
“Chas and Dave are making a guest appearance next week when they are simultaneously arm wrestling Gustavo the Gorilla”.
“If you are interested contact” *********
My mate who was unaware I had done this walked into the teapoint and overheard two men looking at the poster, debating if it was genuine. He took one look and almost died of asphyxiation through excessive laughter (you have to know the lady in question to almost believe that she would organise this sort of thing). Then it became a really big deal when the word got around (it really is so sad here that this was a major talking point) and questions were asked…
It was taken down.
Never mind I soon replaced it with the “Lost cat called lucky gag” resplendent with picture of cat on a roof wearing an eyepatch.
It may be petty, sad and immature but people have laughed and no monkeys have been harmed.
Back of the net!
I’ve decided to “rebel”. I’ve started an illicit poster campaign.
One old miserable woman was my first “victim”. She can’t understand humour, hates everyone, does not join in the (rare) office parties and will talk about how much better file archiving was in the 1980’s, for hours. She is so unimaginative (and untroubled by actual work) that she spends all day (I’m not kidding) playing Solitaire. I bet she has never even won a game.
So I strike. Up goes the poster.
“MONKEY ARM WRESTLING CLUB”
“Do you want to prove that you are the strongest simian? Then come along to ******* , 12-30 to 1-30, and arm wrestle my monkey, Gimpchimp the destroyer.”
*****Random picture of a monkey*****
“Chas and Dave are making a guest appearance next week when they are simultaneously arm wrestling Gustavo the Gorilla”.
“If you are interested contact” *********
My mate who was unaware I had done this walked into the teapoint and overheard two men looking at the poster, debating if it was genuine. He took one look and almost died of asphyxiation through excessive laughter (you have to know the lady in question to almost believe that she would organise this sort of thing). Then it became a really big deal when the word got around (it really is so sad here that this was a major talking point) and questions were asked…
It was taken down.
Never mind I soon replaced it with the “Lost cat called lucky gag” resplendent with picture of cat on a roof wearing an eyepatch.
It may be petty, sad and immature but people have laughed and no monkeys have been harmed.
Back of the net!
Heh, reminds of the time I pinned a message on the Parish notice-board accusing the goofy vicar of being in league with the Damned.
I currently temp in the Civil Service. People are generally pleasant but dull: the stereotypes are true I’m afraid. Some people really annoy me with their apathetic attitudes. There are even strict rules pertaining to the use of the tea point notice boards.
I’ve decided to “rebel”. I’ve started an illicit poster campaign.
One old miserable woman was my first “victim”. She can’t understand humour, hates everyone, does not join in the (rare) office parties and will talk about how much better file archiving was in the 1980’s, for hours. She is so unimaginative (and untroubled by actual work) that she spends all day (I’m not kidding) playing Solitaire. I bet she has never even won a game.
So I strike. Up goes the poster.
“MONKEY ARM WRESTLING CLUB”
“Do you want to prove that you are the strongest simian? Then come along to ******* , 12-30 to 1-30, and arm wrestle my monkey, Gimpchimp the destroyer.”
*****Random picture of a monkey*****
“Chas and Dave are making a guest appearance next week when they are simultaneously arm wrestling Gustavo the Gorilla”.
“If you are interested contact” *********
My mate who was unaware I had done this walked into the teapoint and overheard two men looking at the poster, debating if it was genuine. He took one look and almost died of asphyxiation through excessive laughter (you have to know the lady in question to almost believe that she would organise this sort of thing). Then it became a really big deal when the word got around (it really is so sad here that this was a major talking point) and questions were asked…
It was taken down.
Never mind I soon replaced it with the “Lost cat called lucky gag” resplendent with picture of cat on a roof wearing an eyepatch.
It may be petty, sad and immature but people have laughed and no monkeys have been harmed.
Back of the net!
I’ve decided to “rebel”. I’ve started an illicit poster campaign.
One old miserable woman was my first “victim”. She can’t understand humour, hates everyone, does not join in the (rare) office parties and will talk about how much better file archiving was in the 1980’s, for hours. She is so unimaginative (and untroubled by actual work) that she spends all day (I’m not kidding) playing Solitaire. I bet she has never even won a game.
So I strike. Up goes the poster.
“MONKEY ARM WRESTLING CLUB”
“Do you want to prove that you are the strongest simian? Then come along to ******* , 12-30 to 1-30, and arm wrestle my monkey, Gimpchimp the destroyer.”
*****Random picture of a monkey*****
“Chas and Dave are making a guest appearance next week when they are simultaneously arm wrestling Gustavo the Gorilla”.
“If you are interested contact” *********
My mate who was unaware I had done this walked into the teapoint and overheard two men looking at the poster, debating if it was genuine. He took one look and almost died of asphyxiation through excessive laughter (you have to know the lady in question to almost believe that she would organise this sort of thing). Then it became a really big deal when the word got around (it really is so sad here that this was a major talking point) and questions were asked…
It was taken down.
Never mind I soon replaced it with the “Lost cat called lucky gag” resplendent with picture of cat on a roof wearing an eyepatch.
It may be petty, sad and immature but people have laughed and no monkeys have been harmed.
Back of the net!