Yeah, I had my arse pinched, slapped, etc...
I was called allsorts of pathetic slimy words, and had my arm grabbed n bruised.
Fraid its the joys of working with drunk people.
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Yeah, I had my arse pinched, slapped, etc...
I was called allsorts of pathetic slimy words, and had my arm grabbed n bruised.
Fraid its the joys of working with drunk people.
Maybe now is the time to hone your kung-fu skills, grasshopper... :ph34r:
What is my bidding, master? :ph34r:
I'm seriously thinking of giving up the pub job.
You do get a good craic most nights, but I'm being taxed far too much to make it worth my while. My main job is now taking £240 off me a month for having a second income, so I only really make around £70 a month for slogging my guts out. The whole system is criminal. :dry:
criminal eh? :shifty:
First lesson,grasshopper: the knee hit.
Thrust knee quickly and with violence in the general groinal region of the opponent. Warning: beer belly can get in the way. In that case, hit harder. :ph34r:
That salary really isn't worth it. I'm sure there are thousands of more gratifying jobs (both financially and intellectually).
And most of them don't include mugging old ladies. ;)
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Originally Posted by Guillaume
:lol:
Maybe I shouldha told him about my huge pokey stick.
That would have scared him off. :ermm:
I don't really know where I want to be, job wise, yet.
Guess I will figure it out when I'm too old to do anything about it.
Naw, drunks never understand anything until it's right under their noses.
They get it even better when you happen to break them. :boxing:
edit: meh, I'm afraid you're too old to do something about a job the very minute you think about it. That's why most of us end up in a shitty job, hoping to get lucky playing the lottery. :crying:
I don't even bother with the lottery. As long as I make enough to go out every weekend and get pished, I'm happy enough for now.
One day I'll have my own radio station and rule the world, mwhahaha. :devil:
:wistful look:
Ah, world domination... An interesting thought until you start to wonder exactly what to do with this mud ball called earth.
Sometimes I can't govern even myself, so what would I do with 6 billion people?
edit: Time to go to bed. G'night everybody.
I would start by breaking Wales off from the UK, and sending it to France. I have no need for those derty plebs on my island.
Not sure what I would do after that.
Guess I need an assistant world dominator to help with my evil plans.
G'nitechoo.