Three times during my career I recommended people to help get them fixed up with a job at the place where I worked. The first was a bloke called Paul who wasn’t really a friend, he’d ingratiated himself with some of my mates at the pub. He had lost his job at a supermarket and was moaning about having no money. I asked for him at my place of work and they gave him a job in the loading bay. He lasted about two weeks, he was fired after they found him asleep in the back of a wagon. Didn’t make me look good.
At another company my manager told me they were going to need to take on around a dozen women in a hurry, to do packing work and asked if I knew anyone. I said yes, the girlfriend of a mate had been unemployed for some time. Can’t remember her name. He said see if you can bring her in. I went to her house and told her about the job, and she said yes immediately. She lasted a couple of months, then gave it up and went back to being unemployed. When I saw her I asked her why she’d quit. She said she just didn’t like it and gave silly excuses. What’s liking it got to do with anything? It was a job, she was earning money.
The third time, I was working in an office and my manageress told me they knew I had more work than one person could handle and they were going to employ a junior to help me. i was dubious about this – if the junior wasn’t any good, I’d have to tell them, then they’d get another one who might be no better. If the chosen junior turned out to be good, how long would they stay, working for such a low salary? About three months earlier, they’d hired a woman called Elaine to do a temporary job which had come to an end. I had got along extremely well with Elaine, she was a good worker and I’d been sorry to see her go. I asked my manageress if they’d consider taking Elaine on full time as my assistant. They did, and agreed to pay her twice as much as the junior was going to get.
I didn’t know what I’d let myself in for. She started back and it was like working with a completely different person, it was as though her twin sister had turned up instead. She was less than friendly, awkward, uncooperative, even argumentative. She tried to divide the work up into ‘hers’ and ‘mine’ and moaned about her wage because she knew I was getting more. A number of times I thought about talking to the manageress about the situation, but it was me who recommended her and I would’ve felt foolish. The atmosphere between us became almost hostile and then, hearing that the company was relocating to another town, she gave in her notice, which came as a relief. I vowed never to recommend anyone for a job again, and I didn’t.
Nominated by Allan.
Gizza job Allan, I can do that!
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I`m a fridgescaper, Allan. Hire me.
🆒🥶
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The one thing about myself that I am totally content about is that I never feel lonely.
I am completely happy to be by myself in any situation.
I see people who are so desperate for companionship that they will cling on to anyone.
Others will marry young girls from poor countries so they won’t be alone.
How can you wake up in the morning next to someone who just wants you dead so that they can have your money and start living a real life?
I learned a long time ago never to give anyone anything.
Not a job, not my time and certainly not my money.
Fuck them.
I have never asked for anything from anybody so why should they.
So what that I don’t get Christmas cards or phone calls from anyone?
Everyone, with the exception of Mrs Cunter, is insincere.
I don’t need these fuckers in my life.
I would rather be alone.
Mrs Cunter is the same and I know that makes our relationship so strong.
We are together because we want to be.
But we don’t need each other.
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What?You don’t get phone calls from Microsoft Support?
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I love the calls from Microsoft Support.
A recent one went like this ( I’ll leave you to imagine the accent)
Hello, this is Barry from Microsoft Support.
Oh, aye?
We have had a remote message from your computer that there is a software problem.
Oh, aye?
We need you to switch your computer on, so we can remotely fix it.
Oh, aye? Which one?
Your computer that runs Microsoft.
Well, if you’ve managed to detect a problem, you should be able to tell me which computer has the problem.
Ermm, Ermm, just a moment…
I hang up.
Five minutes later,
Hello, I’m Barry’s boss and it’s very important that you switch on your computer and let us remote fix your problem.
Oh, aye. Which one?
Just switch on your computer, you stupid person, I’m trying to help you!
Sir, you are aware that you are connected with SYP fraud division, aren’t you?
Disconnect.
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If you want to see top notch ingratitude stand behind any East European cunt at a doctor’s reception desk while they demand bespoke health care, a thirty minute appointment slot and a fucking interpreter. I’d show gratitude if the receptionist said, “Take a seat, East European cunt, Dr. Mengele will see you in a moment.”
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Dead right. They have contributed little or no tax, yet expect to be treated like royalty instead of the ungrateful dooshka filth they are.
>Bing Bong<
"Anye Pavelski? Dr.Shipman will see you now."
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OK. First, I’m eastern European, born here. I’ve paid a shit load of tax over the years. I’ve been in the privileged position to be behind an EU cunt like this at a GP surgery when the scruffy bitch and her snotty cunt of a son kicked off and I put her in her place in her native language. I thought the receptionists were going to break out into a round of applause. They didn’t, I was so disappointed. And this isn’t a Reddit post.
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I used to work for an Adult Entertainment Agency. My job was to watch each aspiring stripper go through her act and recommend the best to the boss.
The money wasn’t great though – just £80 a week.
That was all I could afford.
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It reminds me of when you are a high flying porn producer – you get even the no-hopers crawling out of the woodwork. There is one rather plain tart I regret passing over now – a skanky girl, she was insistent – please W.C. I’d do anything to work on your production. Five minutes later she was stark bollock on the casting couch, writhing about in insinuating tones saying “Fuck me harder, WC – right up the arse”
I told her she was a talentless tart and to fuck off. These days she is the deputy leader of the Labour Party – I wonder if Kweer had to go through the same interview routine? No wonder he looks so shagged out!
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The wide spectrum antibiotics associated with the galloping knob-rot will do that to a man.
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Incidentally WC, the same actress was denied the role of Catherine Trammell in ‘Basic Instinct’. So disappointed was she at having missed out that she still acts the leg crossing scene with aplomb during Cabinet meetings. Which could explain why Kweer, Lambo the ape and Mad Ed all look like they’re completely wanked out.
She reckons why should Boris be the only one to get an eyeful?
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Hard earned too.
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This country is chock full of them..
Take this wonderful new labour government for one.
It’s locking up nasty tweeters, while letting out violent criminals..
It’s freezing lazy pensioners to death, and giving the money to hard working foreigner’s for climate change.
It’s invigorating our country’s hotel sector by filling them up with wonderful enricher’s.
It closing down all domestic oil and gas fields so we can buy superior supplies from abroad..
And are you people happy and grateful?
Are you fuck..
Now where did i leave my medication..
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Never volunteer.
Never vouch for others.
Life lesson part1.
People will let you down, abuse your generosity,
Take advantage of your good nature,
And shit on you.
Sad but true.
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That’s been my experience.
People suck in general.
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Barry don’t forget that planning application for the coal mine they chucked out as well. 300 years supply of coal underground and we cannot use it?
Fucking madness. Fuck net zero and Millicunt as well as the Liemore government.
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I think these three cunts have conquered the pinnacle of Mount Ungrateful.
https://www.express.co.uk/news/uk/1947371/asylum-seekers-sue-home-office-home-near-London
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I’d give advice to the one “contemplating” suicide. Why kill time when you can kill yourself.
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No good deed goes unpunished.
Fuck them.
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OT. But I am just getting my breath back.
The worst Paggi in the kidney unit (and there are bloody loads of them) surpassed himself today..Even by his stinking standards.
The usual ‘no speaky english’ tricks. having his Bollywood shite blaring out and farting loudly and openly im fromt of ladies is bad enough.
But today, he went into the toliets and dropped the dirtiest smelliest most disgusting shit known to man.
What’s worse is the cunt left the bog door open. I have never seen a waiting room clear of people so quickly. The stench was unbearable. It was fucking noxious.
And he nicked the bog roll in there and all.
Human filth. Shit incarnate.
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No more sounder proof that Demons walk amongst us.
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An interesting theft for someone who prefers their left hand!
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Those dirty French bastards are ungrateful shitehawks.
Britain saves their soap dodging arses from Hitler. Yet no word of thanks for it.
But, now the garlic scoffers are all pally with the Germans.
These froggie cunts wrote the book when it comes to ingratitude.
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Allan@
Reading your nom it struck me that you seem not to get along with workmates?
Whereas on here your positively adored for your noms regarding the Republican party, nutty yanks and Donald Trump.
Maybe try that?
On Monday morning drop that into the conversation
” That Donald Trump’s a bull shitting orange twat isn’t he?”
😂
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Why bother?
Let the cunts die in poverty, it’s about the only thing they can do for themselves, have at it.
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What a boring cunt
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To right Allan, I spend my valuable time composing a reply to your nomination and eight bloody likes..
You ungrateful bastards..
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One of the reasons I’m a hermit apart from family and a couple of neighbours. Too old to be bothered with all the human behaviour shit done the time and got the t shirt.
.my life is a lot less stressful and my doctor agrees.
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I had a boss who told me about a good mate of his who he worked with, they did the same job, earned the same, the difference was he saved his money and the other fella went out and pissed his up against a wall.
Eventually he saved enough to start his own business and he gave a job to this chap who by that time had become unemployed. But he wasn’t grateful. He resented the fact that his friend was now doing better than him. “I could see it in the way he looked at me” he told me. “I could hear it in his voice”.
Their relationship was never the same again. Their friendship became virtually non-existent and it was caused purely by envy.
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Sounds like a bit of a Beta poofter to me.
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Lose the family, BB. Works for me.
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I don’t want a medal, or owt, but it really grinds my gears when I, for example, hold a door open for someone.
How hard is it to say thanks, ta or even a smile?
Fuck me, no, not even a grunt of acknowledgement.
I always shout ” you’re fucking welcome” after them.
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A friend in need, is best ignored…!
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A friend in need is a friend in debt.
J.C. Clarke
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I’m howling!
So very true.
Neither a borrower or a lender, be.
Good advice. The person you lend to starts to resent you asking for your money back, and you begin to hate them.
You never get back to being mates, ever.
I’m not talking about taxi fare, that’s paid back the next day. I’m talking about serious money.
Never lend ought your not prepared to write off.
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