Queuing up behind a group of students in the coffee shop whilst they individually order their £3.50(!) bucket of some revolting, sugary, iced, low fat, hold the spnkles, raspberry flavoured frappachino or some such awfullness, each taking 5 minutes to individually prepare and then pay for, using a card of course, only for their mate to order the same freaking thing and we start all over again...and so on...
Students! Organise yourselves, find out what each of you wants and delegate one person only to go and order it and sort the money out later! This is what grown ups do!
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Snobs the lot of 'em.
And while I'm on the subject. Snobs in general.
The Mrs does.
Students! Organise yourselves, find out what each of you wants and delegate one person only to go and order it and sort the money out later! This is what grown ups do!
Ahh...that's better...
Especially at the traffic lights at New Eltham.
Especially when there poking there head through your cat flap at 4 in the morning
:-)
oh and add to that old senile gits
;-)
That twitch i've developed in my eye over the last week.
Nana Mouskouri's underpants.