Things you'd like to say, but can't

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Ratchet Cat

Veteran
The real reason I'm having this interview is I hate my job. It pays minimum wage and the new manager is a twonk. I dont think I'll get this job as I am not bright orange, or squeezed into a tiny dress and I have my own eyebrows.
 

classic33

Leg End Member
I think I might have gone mad.
I signed up for a 185 mile ride over 2 days -100 on the first 85 on the second.
And to those at work that doubt that I will do it and have taken the p*ss all day - I will make you eat those words! 185 times over!
Just remember to enjoy yourself and to walk into work, after cycling there, as though it was nothing.
 

TheDoctor

Noble and true, with a heart of steel
Moderator
Location
The TerrorVortex
To the various French service industry types who have tolerated my attempts to mangle their language this week :-
Many thanks. You have all helped me out, asked how my ride / stay / meal was and generally been nice to a visiting Brit on a stupid folding bike.
I would say it, really I would. If my French was up to it...
 
Will you please stop emailing me provocative photos of yourself. If your sister sees them I'm mincemeat. Check the soddin' address before you click "send".
 

Mandragora

Senior Member
To the various French service industry types who have tolerated my attempts to mangle their language this week :-
Many thanks. You have all helped me out, asked how my ride / stay / meal was and generally been nice to a visiting Brit on a stupid folding bike.
I would say it, really I would. If my French was up to it...


Merr seee bew cooo and a smile.
 

ColinJ

Puzzle game procrastinator!
To the various French service industry types who have tolerated my attempts to mangle their language this week :-
Many thanks. You have all helped me out, asked how my ride / stay / meal was and generally been nice to a visiting Brit on a stupid folding bike.
I would say it, really I would. If my French was up to it...
As opposed to the snotty French waiter in Paris who crossed his arms, tapped his feet, rolled his eyes and eventually let out a deep sigh while listening to my brother-in-law's attempts to order in French ...

In the end, the waiter interrupted him and said "Monsieur - per'aps eet would be better to make zees order in Eeeengleesh?"
 
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