I am the official City office gobshite. A position I have risen to with great ease over the years & enjoy immensely.
I don’t engage with them until they dare to bother me, they often don’t and they’re even more reticent now that they’ve all found out I am off to Istanbul next week.
I am off on Monday hopefully getting over the first of the weeks hangovers!
If we win it can wait 24 hours if the unthinkable happens the sad fuckers have got their little wankathon. They’ll get both barrels Tuesday.
Had one of them in knots this morning, the gormless twat is from Huddersfield and just didn’t get my faux insistence that people attending tomorrow should be forced to produce a valid birth certificate proving they were born in Manchester. He actually nodded and scurried away. My boss, a Blue, was turning purple trying not to laugh.
What’s even more sweet is that we’ve found out this afternoon we’re all getting a £1500 bonus and they disappeared off quick sharp when I announced that my Istanbul trip is now essentially free!
CTID.
As you were Blues.