Am I the only one that laughed at ‘bitten on the fanny’?
I mean, I bet she didn’t laugh, but it was a wonderful turn of phrase.
Am I the only one that laughed at ‘bitten on the fanny’?
I mean, I bet she didn’t laugh, but it was a wonderful turn of phrase.
I found myself wondering about the mechanics of it tbh.
Like dyslexia from days of yore? Shit at spelling, why here's 25% extra exam time! Maybe, although in Rushcliffe it's all a bit middle class for that.
The practical result seems to be a disproportionate time spent on the kid(s) in question or a TA taking the hit.
Nope! I'd been waiting to deploy it as an insult/accusation but you've gone early with it. Booo.
They were her words. I laughed but probably shouldn’t. It was in Mansfield so be careful out there.
Could be the start of the zombie apocalypse…
Might have to get the crossbow down from the loft!
Everything is a sign of the zombie apocalypse to you. Global pandemic? Best stock up on arrows. 5 year old biting fannys? Get the crossbow. Folk self-diagnosing ADHD? Best attack the postman with a hatchet to be on the safe side.
Apocalypse is a good excuse to eat rabbit shit, innit.
Forest ticket office. Always finding new ways to piss you off
When all the other food runs out, there’ll be plenty of rabbits and if you only eat the rabbits you starve to death as they’re so lean. So the rabbit tods would give you some carbs and vitamins.
Maybe.
We have a postlady. And I reckon I’d need a hatchet to drop her.
Living on rabbit eggs seems like the wrong solution...if only there was some other possibility. But I imagine options are slim to none in north notts.
Currently sitting through a brand workshop facilitated by a consultant, with the aim of helping refine our corporate brand messaging. He just asked us to share the big picture reasons why we came to work for the company and what aspirations we have for the company to positively impact the world, and I'm really having to bite my tongue. The absolute fucking conceit of corporates to think that we must somehow be motivated by any higher purpose than paying the mortgage, and worse, that we must believe that the corporation has any higher purpose than making already extremely rich people even richer, really grinds my gears.
Why can't we just accept that we all do the things we do in order to enrich ourselves as much as possible? It might be viewed as cynical to create brand messages that we don't buy into ourselves, but at least it would be fucking honest.
You've just written the answer, but you don't realise it.
Take out the whining, and focus on value to the customer (make them want/need you), and them investing with total confidence in you (writing blank cheques for a guaranteed high life).
Blah, blah, blah. You are better at corporate stuff than me.
I'm choosing to stay on mute with video off and do other things with my time, some of which are work-related.
Probably better than my approach. Which would be to say something like "you do realise that you sound like a prick who's read an MBA textbook, and not understood a word of it?".
The thing is, the consultant probably doesn’t believe this stuff either. Like you, he’s going through the motions to earn a crust.