Work tomorrow morning... tactics?

I won't be saying anything, just a smile. They will be waiting for some gloating, so to be dignified and quiet will hurt the twats even more.
 
I am pretty much alone in our office. We have a lone rag from Cheltenham in our Bristol office so I dare say I'll find time to taunt him by email.

I used to work at UMIST and an occasion like this makes me wish I still did! There were a couple of blokes working there who were massive gamblers - one of the porters (blue) and his boss (rag). There would be a hefty bet between them but also the rag would take bets from anybody, and he didn't care how much. I know he lost well over two grand after we beat the bastards both times in the 2007/08 season. After that special day on the 9th November 2002 when that weasel-faced twat fed the goat, he locked himself in his office for a fortnight. He piled a load of boxes in front of the door because we were slipping the sports pages underneath. We had somebody in reprographics print a life size photograph of Goater and quietly hung it over his door.

God! I wish I still worked there! I might drop in tomorrow to see how everyone's doing!
 
I am keeping quiet too.

If they ask me what it was like (none of them went) there'd be no point telling them that none of the Manchester reds went either. They'd just put it down to typical Bertie bollox so might as well just opt for silence.
 
Cajosolu said:
Lucky13 said:
then finish with collecting cash from bets.

Me too, but offer them all double or quits on the final. Some will bottle it and pay up as a few have done today, but most will rise to the bait.
Offer treble or quits.
 
Strange??

The two little chirping Rags that sit behind me on the bus didn't get on it this morning? Oh well, there's always tomorrow.

I'm sat here now in work, about to have some fun . . .

;-)
 
since starting my new job we've played the scum six times
after five of them i've had offensive texts from my PA

still waiting for this weekend's, i think she must have forgotten about the game
 
So how was everyones day in work,

I walked in our office with arms raised aloft, the Rag supervisor smiled and told me to fuck off ;-)
Walked through the yard and into the canteen where there was a mix of cheers and boo's, about an hour in a few of us Blues were walking around with our arms aloft, 1 of the Directors comes over, a spiffing chap who has no real following of football
"What is this walking with your hands in the air"
Me - "Us Blues beat the reds on Saturday in the cup"
Director - "Marvellous, care if i join in" as he walks off with his arms raised ........ breifcase twatting him on the head with every stride.

Gonna drag this out for a week at least.
 

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