[Claymores]

Originally Posted by wannashag

i would have complained with only 1 pig in blanket

I have a new boss at work and he's quite a funny guy. I'd fwd to our team an email giving 2 sausage rolls for the price of 1 from Greggs instead of a Christmas card

He printed the voucher and gave it to his wife as her birthday present on 21.12 hahahaha

If only Patrick had received the same we'd be ballistic on TIBB 2012

[sooty]

Originally Posted by Claymores

I have a new boss at work and he's quite a funny guy. I'd fwd to our team an email giving 2 sausage rolls for the price of 1 from Greggs instead of a Christmas card

He printed the voucher and gave it to his wife as her birthday present on 21.12 hahahaha

If only Patrick had received the same we'd be ballistic on TIBB 2012

I like your boss. (poor wife)

[Sticks]

The tale is told of a cleaning during World War Two, during the night there was a ferocious air raid, and a nearby bomb shattered the crockery in this cleaners house. This meant that the cleaner was late as she had to clean up all the shattered remains of her crockery cabinet and pick her way through the damaged streets.

When she got to the house of her employer she apologised and complained bitterly about the loss of her plates, cups and saucers.

Her employer, an elderly lady took her to a cupboard with spotless and pristine crockery and told her to help herself, for that morning she had heard from the war office that her only son had been killed in action, and now nothing at all in life mattered...

[sooty]

Originally Posted by Sticks

The tale is told of a cleaning during World War Two, during the night there was a ferocious air raid, and a nearby bomb shattered the crockery in this cleaners house. This meant that the cleaner was late as she had to clean up all the shattered remains of her crockery cabinet and pick her way through the damaged streets.

When she got to the house of her employer she apologised and complained bitterly about the loss of her plates, cups and saucers.

Her employer, an elderly lady took her to a cupboard with spotless and pristine crockery and told her to help herself, for that morning she had heard from the war office that her only son had been killed in action, and now nothing at all in life mattered...

Oh, Stciks....what a story. This is Christmas time. We have to think....