Boring work colleagues

Bang **** oot her Jip.

 

Do you work with ER? He looks pretty feminine when he's in his Erin outfit

 

Wid ye?

 

When I worked for a living it was clear most people couldn't ****ing stand me.

One fella even had the nerve to tell me I was the most boring person he'd ever met.

Me. Boring. Can you believe it?

And Leonard Rossiter is the second greatest comedy actor of all time. Ronnie Barker is the Godfather.

Martin Clunes.

 

It's been brilliant today - just had to listen to a 20 minute conversation about the difficulties someone had getting a polytunnel for his allotment. Wonderful - truly bloody wonderful.

 

There's a lot to be said for working in an office on ma lonesome. Never have to put up with the inane banality other people spout.

On the down side, I have developed a habit of speaking out loud to myself because I'm alone in the office. I'm fairly sure I also do it when I'm in the building's toilets havin a piss. I'll suddenly think "Did I just say something out load?" while trying to sneak side long glances at the bloke havin a piss next to me to see if he thinks am a nutter.

 

fake tourettes and give him what for, dan xx

 

Whenever you read about someone losing the plot, picking up 4 guns and 3750 rounds of ammo and wiping out an entire school, village or whatever, I always wonder if it was as a result of someone in their office telling them, for the umpteenth time, what they were having for dinner and how long it took to queue at Waitrose to buy it.

 

I have showerettes.

When am in the shower I'm told I speak random phrases and numbers. I'm aware I do it but have no idea what I'm saying.

 

you're not right in the heid

 

I think it's my brain waking up in the morning and sorting itself out while my body is busy washing itself.

 

In my work all we talk about are getting wrecked , then get wrecked then talk about the days work get a little bit more wrecked have the tea.

After tea work our balls off until next break get wrecked go back do a bit of prep for the next day and **** off home for the whole sorry charade to be repeated the next day.

Throw in taking bets to see if you can be knocked out / knock out your mate with one punch and you have a typical day on site.

No wonder the country is ****ed.

 

Nursery teacher ^^^^^^^

 

Its called pre-school now adays

 

You raise an interesting point.

I've worked in offices where all they do during business hours it talk about boozing and how drunk they got. Then, when you happen to be in a pub with all your co-workers all they do is talk about work and the people they work with.

Go figure.

 

In Ireland It's known as "leisure centre"

 

Psychopaths , obviously.

 

It's known as religious education. Or, how Jesus died for our sins so a priest can bum blast alter bhoys and still get to Heaven.

 

I would say so. There's only me in my office.