Gypsum_Fantastic Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 Council being cunts. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soda Jerk Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 That place is managed like a fucking circus. The managers are a bunch of complete cunts and the supervisers refuse to accept any help from the regular staff because they want to be seen as superior. The fact that some of us worked more hours and had been their longer some some of the supervisers meant we could do all the stuff they could but they would refuse our help. Arseholes the lot of them, don't eat the "freshly made" food either.Have the pies been hocked in? 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jaaakkkeee Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 Tell me about the piiieeessss. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
berti Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 I used to work in Slains and every sunday morning there was a colelction of turds and used johnnys at the trade entrance door. sexy.i remember that also, nae fine when you are working in the kitchen and trying to slalom the arena of feces.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ca_gere Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 That's fucking hilarious. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TR!ΔNGL€ T€€TH Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 What came first; the johnnies or jobbies? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HeinzHines Posted September 29, 2011 Report Share Posted September 29, 2011 What came first; the johnnies or jobbies?It certainly wasn't the hooker anyway. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DanClews Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 King Street Morrisons. Hell hole. Get some fucking staff. Is that so much to ask? A supermarket with ample staff levels? It's absolutely swarming just now. They are severely understaffed and the self service checkouts are never completely working. Went in this morning for a measly loaf of bread, and queued for 15 minutes as 3 out of 8 self service checkouts were working and every normal till was mobbed. I didn't even consider it to be a peak time. Heaving.What a shit tip.Pay at the fag and lottery kiosk, beats standing in the Self-Checkout Queue. Especially now when some of the card machines don't work. And you feel like a fanny when there is one free, and the person behind you tries to remind you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fatboy Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 this one has been going about recentlyGET YOUR TISSUES OUT ... I was walking around in a supermarket when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: (1) Copy & Paste this on your wall (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart ♥Like who would leave a five year old unattended at a checkout? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jaaakkkeee Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 this one has been going about recentlyGET YOUR TISSUES OUT ... I was walking around in a supermarket when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: (1) Copy & Paste this on your wall (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart ♥Like who would leave a five year old unattended at a checkout?You'd be surprised. dottled al' wifeys just fannying aboot looking at birthday cards while their kids run riot sprouting bullshit stories to get strangers to buy them gifts. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ca_gere Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Take away coffee cup lids.Back home it's generally most common that coffee shops use what i've come to refer to as the 'teet' style coffee cup lid. A slightly more adult version of a kid's sip cup. This is perfect, you can't really gulp but you can sook away till your heart's conent. Here in the states they seem to prefer the 'flappy lid' style which involves ripping the plastic a little to make a hole then tucking the bent bit of plastic into a crevice. The problem is that sometimes the crevice just doesn't get enough purchase on the plastic and the flap just pings back into your face meaning you've gotta use your finger to keep it down when you want a sip. Really annoying, they need to switch to the teet over here. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moose Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Take away coffee cup lids.Back home it's generally most common that coffee shops use what i've come to refer to as the 'teet' style coffee cup lid. A slightly more adult version of a kid's sip cup. This is perfect, you can't really gulp but you can sook away till your heart's conent. Here in the states they seem to prefer the 'flappy lid' style which involves ripping the plastic a little to make a hole then tucking the bent bit of plastic into a crevice. The problem is that sometimes the crevice just doesn't get enough purchase on the plastic and the flap just pings back into your face meaning you've gotta use your finger to keep it down when you want a sip. Really annoying, they need to switch to the teet over here.No way man, honestly? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ca_gere Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 No way man, honestly?Way. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jaaakkkeee Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 McDonald's is where to get them here. I use my upper lip to hold it out the way if it doesn't quite work out the way it's meant to. No biggie. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fatboy Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 your allowed to remove the lid if you're just sitting somewhere and not cutting about. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain America Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Take away coffee cup lids.Back home it's generally most common that coffee shops use what i've come to refer to as the 'teet' style coffee cup lid. A slightly more adult version of a kid's sip cup. This is perfect, you can't really gulp but you can sook away till your heart's conent. Here in the states they seem to prefer the 'flappy lid' style which involves ripping the plastic a little to make a hole then tucking the bent bit of plastic into a crevice. The problem is that sometimes the crevice just doesn't get enough purchase on the plastic and the flap just pings back into your face meaning you've gotta use your finger to keep it down when you want a sip. Really annoying, they need to switch to the teet over here.http://www.keepcup.com/You can save the environment and whatever at the same time. Also you dont have to use a flimsy shit takeaway coffee cup. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatHand Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Forgetting you are at work, you've got your headphones on and a song you love comes on that you always sing along to and having to catch yourself at the very last moment before really going for it. It's like trying to stop a piss just as you open up... 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paranoid Android Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Having a cold. I seem to have attracted one today. What makes it worse is that the odd violent sneeze is really aggravating my sore ribs after I hurt them a few weeks ago. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
framheim Posted September 30, 2011 Report Share Posted September 30, 2011 Scott Davie. Prick. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soda Jerk Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 Hangovers. Because I rarely ever get them unless I mix what I'm drinking, and drink that mixture in large quantities. I pretty much drank everything alcoholic I could possibly drink last night. A handful of different cocktails, several beers and a few bottles of 13.5% wine shared between me and the missus. Game over. Absolutely twatted.I can't even play FIFA 12 because it hurts to be alive. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paranoid Android Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 Do you have the guilts? I can get through the physical aspects of a hangover ok just by ignoring the world and not moving. It's the guilt and paranoia which really do me. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jon Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 God yeah, I absolutely hate The Doom. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flights Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 Do you have the guilts? I can get through the physical aspects of a hangover ok just by ignoring the world and not moving. It's the guilt and paranoia which really do me.what do you get up to on an night out?? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jaaakkkeee Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 He goes to that part of town with the hookers. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flights Posted October 1, 2011 Report Share Posted October 1, 2011 does he not live there? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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