An englishman in Paris

mercredi, mars 18, 2009

The weather's still holding out, still no sign of the lundi sein for the moment

I can sense though that the full moon is just around the corner as its influence is already making presence felt on the nuttier people of my little world ...

Such as :
The trainee who complained that she didn't work with her alloted trainer on monday but saw him today and that the one she should have seen on friday, she got to see him on monday and if she doesn't see her trainer on friday ... well, she'll probably come in with a nicely sharpened axe to show me who's boss

I bumped into a nymphomaniac ex-trainee yesterday morning who promised/threatened to come back for a visit in the next few weeks ...

BoyIdiot - who's not not hanging up his twinkling spurs any day soon, celebrated St Patrick's day yesterday in a typically very understated fashion :
*Out* went his obscenely flourescent green, nausia inducing, shamrock 'lucky' tie
*In* came a bucket sized, shamrock decorated mug, filled to overbrimming with nocuous, E numbered, minty smelling tea which he slopped over all and sundry as he scootled his way around the place

FlappyFluffyTheBoss doesn't know where to put his head - out of kidness i didn't sugest a pot of boiling water, but i did make (all too) oblique references to a certain South Park episode about hiring five tons of sand

Marge has taken a day off, which gave a bit respite to everyone

TheGorgone and the WickedWitch are at logger heads as to who has the better grasp of the new organising thingymmajig system ... for the moment it's still the deaf leading the blind over a cliff with sharp tipped pointy things at the bottom

Libellés :

The current mood of damiel at www.imood.com
damiel0000@yahoo.fr

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