Katy needs sacking then, terrible example. Shunt her off to Skegness Butlins to spend the rest of her days I say.
Why delay the inevitable. You could stick her in the kitchen if she didn't wildly overstate her own ability. Just as well the show isn't called I Can Count. The numtums would kick her aris
Your alarm not going off. Meant I got a decent night for a change, but I know I'll have to make the time up. I feel mildly disoriented as well. There's seats on the train, it's nice and light ... I'm throwing my life away
The Middle Aged woman on my train that had her crusty sized 12 feet up on the seats opposite her then kissed her teeth when people got on and had the audacity to want to sit there.
The Middle Aged woman on my train that had her crusty sized 12 feet up on the seats opposite her then kissed her teeth when people got on and had the audacity to want to sit there.
Charity workers at Charing Cross that immediately pounce on you after exiting the ticket barriers. Its Monday morning, if you think I've even got an ounce of generosity in my body then you must be off your tits.
Ken Loach and his like ...can i just watch an awards ceremony without hearing his politics please..i just find the baftas to be subliminal propaganda these days ...long gone are the days when David Niven just sent his fridge
My other half. Once she's made her mind up about something / someone, changing it is like trying to pick up a sedated elephant.
Also, her insistence that all washing needs to be done at 50 degrees to 'kill' germs. Not only is she scientifically incorrect, she's shrunk half my bloody wardrobe.
Sales calls, solar panels already done, repeated calls basically saying they are crap have ours instead, then conversation moves on to any kind of economy product.
Finally being offered an assessment centre for a graduate scheme and being given a 'choice' of one date. Which is in a weeks time and the same day as an exam. And when I call them, they say there is no possible way to do it on any other day. Basically told me to take it or leave it.
Finally being offered an assessment centre for a graduate scheme and being given a 'choice' of one date. Which is in a weeks time and the same day as an exam. And when I call them, they say there is no possible way to do it on any other day. Basically told me to take it or leave it.
Wouldn't worry too much, the trains will be f****d anyway and you'd be late.
Finally being offered an assessment centre for a graduate scheme and being given a 'choice' of one date. Which is in a weeks time and the same day as an exam. And when I call them, they say there is no possible way to do it on any other day. Basically told me to take it or leave it.
Wouldn't worry too much, the trains will be f****d anyway and you'd be late.
People not being aware of an acceptable volume level when talking on public transport.
This morning on the tube to the left of where I sat, a conversation public announcement between two ladies with booming West african accents. To the right of me, three young ladies apparently auditioning for next series of TOWIE and thinking they must be holding a conversation in a nightclub and having to shout over the music.
The Middle Aged woman on my train that had her crusty sized 12 feet up on the seats opposite her then kissed her teeth when people got on and had the audacity to want to sit there.
Sidcup line as well!!
Sidcup line, Bexleyheath line... all Proles to us "via Greenwich for DLR" types.
Pedantic fools who pick up on other people's spelling mistakes and grammar in forums.
Do we say of other people, "theirs" spelling mistakes? No. So what is - 's - replacing in "people's" - its, hers, his or theirs? Any of which is bad grammar, to avoid this you should have said "pick up on the spelling mistakes of other people".
Go to my old local from a couple of years back in Lewisham. As I walk back down the street to where my car is parked I'm confronted by three kidulthood wannabes with hoods up who as I pass one says something along the lines of "you know where you are? On own?" I turned and said "sorry what?" He then says "keep walking pig" the other says "fucking pigs round here. Walking on own now." "Fuck off pig" I say "what the fuck are you on about?" They walked off and started wolf whistling (yeah still happens) a girl.
As I reached my car I realised that whole experience has completely pissed me off. getting three blokes (well older teenagers I guess but still should know better) giving a stranger questions and abuse. Hoods up when the weather is nice but used to intimidate others including the young girl. The worst bit was the humiliation of being referred to a badly disguised undercover police officer. Got to rethink this jacket. Fuckers.
More specifically her faux sobbing dedication of yet another award to the totally underappreciated, never recognised, struggling artist Beyonce.
Just pick it up, say thanks and feck off. Please.
To be fair to Adele, i saw a clip of her leaving last night and she completely ignored the cameras and media interviewers, and went straight to the Make A Wish Foundation kids, who she chatted too, signed autographs and posed for photos with. The Beyonce thing was cringe but i quite like her.
More specifically her faux sobbing dedication of yet another award to the totally underappreciated, never recognised, struggling artist Beyonce.
Just pick it up, say thanks and feck off. Please.
To be fair to Adele, i saw a clip of her leaving last night and she completely ignored the cameras and media interviewers, and went straight to the Make A Wish Foundation kids, who she chatted too, signed autographs and posed for photos with. The Beyonce thing was cringe but i quite like her arse.
Its not funny, its an awful trait and if you've got somewhere better to be then fuck off there.
That'll be me mum. Having been told leaving for a party at 7. Would be 6.45 and mum would shout out will finish cutting the lawn, run the Hoover round then get in the bath
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... I'm throwing my life away
Sidcup line as well!!
Also, her insistence that all washing needs to be done at 50 degrees to 'kill' germs. Not only is she scientifically incorrect, she's shrunk half my bloody wardrobe.
We've not had a good start to the day.
This morning on the tube to the left of where I sat, a
conversationpublic announcement between two ladies with booming West african accents.To the right of me, three young ladies apparently auditioning for next series of TOWIE and thinking they must be holding a conversation in a nightclub and having to shout over the music.
Between them they made me kiss my teeth babes.
eat sausagerollMore specifically her faux sobbing dedication of yet another award to the totally underappreciated, never recognised, struggling artist Beyonce.
Just pick it up, say thanks and feck off. Please.
As I reached my car I realised that whole experience has completely pissed me off. getting three blokes (well older teenagers I guess but still should know better) giving a stranger questions and abuse. Hoods up when the weather is nice but used to intimidate others including the young girl. The worst bit was the humiliation of being referred to a badly disguised undercover police officer. Got to rethink this jacket. Fuckers.
Its not funny, its an awful trait and if you've got somewhere better to be then fuck off there.
What's wrong with a zip you tarts.
Having been told leaving for a party at 7.
Would be 6.45 and mum would shout out will finish cutting the lawn, run the Hoover round then get in the bath