Late Shift SevenTeen: Special Prom Issue

00:35 / 06.06.03

nad if you add MWwHahahaha! at the end it become The Count speak.

00:38 / 06.06.03

But on the other hand, I have built a certain reputation on being a hard (drinking) bastard, who works even on his death bed!

00:41 / 06.06.03

That is, in itself, a form of insurance, pan. I always make a point of turning up really bastardly hungover so that if I phone in sick they don't just assume it's cos I got pissed, cos it's never stopped me before. Sneaky, I am. Count Yoda I am. bwahahahahahaha

00:44 / 06.06.03

What you could do is get really hungover..go into work, puke near your boss and then mutter just loud enough for him to hear "Fucking sars!"
When he tells you to leave say you cant afford it but would leave if its was paid sickdays. You should get a nice little vacation out of that.

01:01 / 06.06.03

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01:01 / 06.06.03

Them are good tactics Chairman. But this I a new job. So the drunken basterdary of oneself is hidden but the prot working ethic is not. Anyway if you see me posting at 8 o’clock I’ve taken a sickie if not I’ve gone to work. Mind you the amount of chaos I cause by being semi-drunk at work is pretty spectacular! Brah ha ha ha ha…
Yes Keg I could do this, but like many Brits, after a good cup of tea I’ll be fine. And the first thing we do at work is drink a cuppa!

01:04 / 06.06.03

Here in Canada the first thing we do is drink coffee....maybe crossing the ocean has done something to our compulsive tea drinking gene.

The Return Of Rothkoid

01:04 / 06.06.03

Mmm, tea. I'm off getting tea. Then I shall be back working. What a thrilling time I'm having!

Still. Weekend coming up. Long weekend. And possible socialisation! Woo!

01:27 / 06.06.03

Tea is good. I'm a fan.

01:31 / 06.06.03

I like tea but it's horrible instant coffee for me when I'm at work.

01:31 / 06.06.03

I understand the tea thing...a nice Earl Grey is nice in the afternoon...but the cucumber sandwiches leave me completely aghast.

01:39 / 06.06.03

I thought that the two coffee shops in the building where I work served two different types of terrible coffee, but it turns out I just don't like coffee.

Did I tell you guys this already?

02:02 / 06.06.03

creamcheese and hotsauce what a wonderfull natcho sauce!

02:20 / 06.06.03

Me like tea too (there's even a shop called just that down the road from me), coffe gives me a belly ache...

02:20 / 06.06.03

Me like tea too (there's even a shop called just that down the road from me), coffee gives me a belly ache...

02:22 / 06.06.03

note to self - pressing stop on browser does not stop post.... All over one E...

02:26 / 06.06.03

I only get stomach aches from instant coffee. I can drink as much regular coffee as I want without any ill effects (excluding vibrating through the floor and impalling myself on something in the basement)

02:32 / 06.06.03

Coffee leaves me with sort of a waxy feeling in my mouth. Maybe that has something to do with the paper cups.

02:36 / 06.06.03

Must be cheap papercups.

02:40 / 06.06.03

Or maybe it really is terrible coffee.

02:42 / 06.06.03

It's probably terrible coffee. I've got a cup of shit coffee sat on my desk which I just can't bring myself to drink, despite the fact that my eyelids are becoming increasingly heavy. I've had to settle for blasting myself with loud music instead. (New Order now.)

02:43 / 06.06.03

It's probably terrible coffee. I've got a cup of our shit coffee sat on my desk which I just can't bring myself to drink, despite the fact that my eyelids are becoming increasingly heavy. I've had to settle for blasting myself with loud music instead. (New Order now.)

02:44 / 06.06.03

First post arsed up html bollocks fuck shit.
This coffee sucks.

02:46 / 06.06.03

Make a new cup of coffee?

02:57 / 06.06.03

I must to bed. Love to all.

04:14 / 06.06.03

The only coffee I've really enjoyed was these little expresso shots I had in Rome ages ago. It was like taking speed...

Char Aina

05:27 / 06.06.03

[rings doorbell, runs away]

06:04 / 06.06.03

Well, I never made it to work. I’ve got mixed feelings about not going in. on the one hand the management are sound (which is unusual) on the other hand I could be working at a depot which is two minutes walk from my place instead of taking two tubes and a bus to get to my current depot, but they wont transfer me. Anyway, I am drinking a medicinal cup of tea. Tea, in the words of George Orwell (he wrote a whole essay about making a good cuppa) is “one of the mainstays of civilisation in this country”, one of my pet hates is coffee, especially instant stuff. The coffee drinker is a sad sight to behold, without their daily fix they are a gibbering wreck. I have managed to polarise the two drinks in such a way: Drink tea and you will lead a long and healthy life, drink coffee and you’ll probably die before your time.