Congratulations to the Red Shiite on their Holy Grail search

I still have one of those Samsung “Beam Me Up Scottie” phones. Couldn’t bear to throw it away

 

Yeah, because that's exactly what I said. Not.

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I'd be careful - some dickhead may fire rockets at you.

 

I never said YOU did, plenty of Kopites are though.

Classless tramps. Always the same when ‘celebrating’, and yet we’re supposed to be the bitter ones.

 

My partner she used to have one of those phones, tiny from what I remember, which was a world away from the early blocks. I can't remember if it had the internet access on it or not.

 

I knew I'd arrived as a manager when I was given one of those Blackberry malarkeys. The ones with keyboard buttons the size of pinheads. Soon ****ing tired of it when I realised my boss could send e-mails that I had to respond to 24/7 whether I was at the cinema, the football or driving on the M62 (I kid you ****ing not - she spit-roasted me one day because I hadn't instantly replied to her e-mail one Saturday afternoon when I was driving my daughter to a concert at the MEN).

 

I absolutely hated Blackberries, as you described, keyboard buttons the size of pinheads! I'm sure the government even started to tax us on them, although I think I just paid a yearly lump sum for 'reasonable' usage. But I soon knocked that on the head, otherwise work time would lap over into personal time. So once I'd done my hours, the phone was OFF!

 

Don't think mine had an internet connection. It looked years ahead of it's time, but it wasn't really.

 

Tramps.
Love it, big Joes fault too.

 

That red blinking light that indicated an email on the Blackberry Pearl. Had one, then handed it back when asked why wasn’t replying to mails on a weekend!

 

I always turned my work phone off the minute I stepped out the office. Would occasionally, and begrudgingly, check emails in the evening if I'd been away from the office, but that was it. I used to meet other managers (this was Royal Mail) at conferences, and eventually realised most of them were on call round the clock. **** knows what it's like now, I left in 2012.

 

I see JB is denying that they fired at the building due to the Blue lights or the Everton link.

Comical Ali stuff.

 

So glad I'm not in management now. That's when it all started, imo - @ 2000 with Blackberries. Then you were expected to take your laptop home with you and work on PowerPoint presentations, then you had to get broadband to download files to work on (and I don't remember broadband being cheap at first), then we did effing conference calls at 6pm on Fridays when beforehand we'd have been in Yatesies for an hour or three on Fridays.

My daughter does all this now on her I-phone - and couldn't work any other way. Seriously - the police ring her at 11pm on Saturday night to ask her to talk to suicidal mothers and semi-comatose maniacs. They even give company mobiles to cleaners in our place to do COSHH reports. And it all started with the insidious Blackberry.

 

That's brought back a memory of a tyrannical boos who implemented the 1.30pm Conference Call (our offices closed around 2.00pm). I always attended from home, I'm sure a few were in the pub.

Same boss rang me up at midday once and asked "are you in your office right now?" Some instinct made me reply "I'm out visiting a customer", which was a result as he was actually sitting in my office at the time.

 

Joe gave up on Unesco World Heritage Site status when Moshiri asked the council to build Everton a new waterfront stadium

 

EFC fans threw a flare onto a pitch when you thought you might get a draw against LFC, and invaded the pitch when you thought you might beat Bournemouth.

 

Yeah that’s got complete equivalence you ridiculous prick.

**** off back to the Liverpool board. Bye.

 

Yep. I was supposed to be doing a performance review with some twat who was ****ing her way up the greasy pole one day, whom my boss hated as she was pretty, young and after one of the directors she herself was knobbing. She more or less told me I had to give her a bad rating - the director practically insisted on the opposite. I went to another manager's leaving do instead, insisting that I had to pick my daughter up from school as my ex was ill.

Imagine everyone's surprise when the tart, my boss and the director all turned up at the pub, just as I was regaling the whole pub about their manage-a-trois after my fifth Guinness. Apparently she e-mailed me to say she could make it after all and would see me in the pub. 'Didn't you get it on your Blackberry?'.

 

The planning application from Peel for the Liverpool Waters project, that resulted in the World Heritage status being put at risk, was passed before Joe became Mayor in 2012 you truly clueless wool.

 

Can see everyone is taking our League win well
WIA so far
Suckmyklopp
Astro

 

it was always a nailed on, them two would go first.