“I gave you one job…”

“I gave you one job…”. The subject of thousands of memes, palming posts, the works. But they happen. And it turned out lots of people have work-related disasters to get off their chest. See if you can relate to any of these little mishaps that I’ve encountered via friends (mostly drunken) who may recognise themselves here… One accidentally sent a mass email to my old company’s thousands of clients that, instead of ending with ‘Kind Regards’, ended with ‘Kind Retards’. Strangely, he ceased working for the firm shortly thereafter. Even though he was probably correct. Running two coffee jugs of cleaning acid through … Continue reading “I gave you one job…”

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Revenge of the Lettuce.

Bonsoir, Gentle Readers! I trust that you are all in good health, and whatever Gods that you may follow (or not, I’m easy either way…) are treating you kindly. Now, some of you may know that in the past, I have not viewed our vegetarian brethren in the best of lights. That is true. However, It would be utterly hypocritical of me to off-handedly dismiss people who make such a life choice as misguided, selfish individuals who lose their minds at the mere sight of a nut cutlet. Such a decision may be linked to moral, religious, political reasons, or … Continue reading Revenge of the Lettuce.

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Dolce far Niente.

Sweet to do nothing. There’s nothing like summer at its finest. High summer, ‘solleone’, or ‘Big Sun’ as the Italians so beautifully describe it. Take childhood, for example. Were our lazy, old fashioned, disconnected, and make up your own fun summers of our youth really that terrific? Turns out they actually were. Back then, and you figure out which decade I’m talking about — the ’70s or ’80s — there were no expectations of a fun summer. It was just something that happened naturally, from out on our neighbourhood streets where we played football, ran through sprinklers, made dens, rode our bikes from one kid’s house … Continue reading Dolce far Niente.

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