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Had to share a P.C. with a girl in my class today for labs and she well and truly got up my nose. I'm not easily irritated but she really got to me. We had an assignment to do that had to be handed up at the end of the 2 hours and she wasnt the least bit interested. She kept switching back and forth to her email and eventually managed to delete everything on the screen somehow. Thankfully I'd saved the data ont a floppy when she went to the loo just in case, and when she left I printed out the data from the floppy and handed it up, explaining why only my name was on it. I didnt feel like giving her credit for something she couldnt be arsed to do right, and when she deleted it she was quite happy to do nothing about getting it typed up again, so I said nothing about the floppy. And thats my story of the day. :)
Awwwww?
Vat happened?
Vat happened?
Still, a better day then me.
But he hasn't got a perhaps bi-curious human partner, which makes things more fun.
If he did, then the perm and tight trousers would be perfect.
If he did, then the perm and tight trousers would be perfect.
I’m more like Michael from Nightrider…apart from the perm and tight leather trousers that is.
I thought you meant a police partner.
Like you were a cop.
Would you be Hutch?
I think you'd like to be Hutch.
*Drives car*
Woo!
Like you were a cop.
Would you be Hutch?
I think you'd like to be Hutch.
*Drives car*
Woo!
What are you implying EB? :P
Your partner is a girl.
*Wolf-whistles*
*Childish giggle*
*Wolf-whistles*
*Childish giggle*
Had to share a P.C. with a girl in my class today for labs and she well and truly got up my nose. I'm not easily irritated but she really got to me. We had an assignment to do that had to be handed up at the end of the 2 hours and she wasnt the least bit interested. She kept switching back and forth to her email and eventually managed to delete everything on the screen somehow. Thankfully I'd saved the data ont a floppy when she went to the loo just in case, and when she left I printed out the data from the floppy and handed it up, explaining why only my name was on it. I didnt feel like giving her credit for something she couldnt be arsed to do right, and when she deleted it she was quite happy to do nothing about getting it typed up again, so I said nothing about the floppy. And thats my story of the day. :)