Digweeds Trousers
New member
Sorry if I clogged up the board with postings of drivel and rubbish.
have not seen the boss this morning and everyone is avoiding talking to me in the office.
Apparently I stood up on the desk singing: 'Stand up if you hate HR, stand up if you hate HR.'
I then turned on one of the PA's who lives near Falmer singing 'Nimby w**ker'.
Followed it up with my piece de resistance:
Lets all have a disco, fell into the potted rubber plants in the main reception and was then taken out by security where I was sent home.
Got the withdean having had antoher couple of beers on the train, just after half-time, to find that they would not let me in as I was staggering all over the place.
Did not even argue, just turned around went down the hill, cabbed into Brighton, more beer, and then thought I should go to my friends work do ...............................in London.
Got back on the train, went to London, lost my phone, wallet, keys, had no idea where the party was so turned round and went back to T. Wells.
Home about 12.30 - 1Am.
Spent - 200 quid.
Felt - like an absolute arse.
Football watched - none.
People upset - 43.
Chance of getting sacked - high.
Happy Christmas.
Diggers.
have not seen the boss this morning and everyone is avoiding talking to me in the office.
Apparently I stood up on the desk singing: 'Stand up if you hate HR, stand up if you hate HR.'
I then turned on one of the PA's who lives near Falmer singing 'Nimby w**ker'.
Followed it up with my piece de resistance:
Lets all have a disco, fell into the potted rubber plants in the main reception and was then taken out by security where I was sent home.
Got the withdean having had antoher couple of beers on the train, just after half-time, to find that they would not let me in as I was staggering all over the place.
Did not even argue, just turned around went down the hill, cabbed into Brighton, more beer, and then thought I should go to my friends work do ...............................in London.
Got back on the train, went to London, lost my phone, wallet, keys, had no idea where the party was so turned round and went back to T. Wells.
Home about 12.30 - 1Am.
Spent - 200 quid.
Felt - like an absolute arse.
Football watched - none.
People upset - 43.
Chance of getting sacked - high.
Happy Christmas.
Diggers.