Comments on: Friday is Going to Fucking Punch Someone in a Minute

By: Mickey Auchendinny

Mickey Auchendinny — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 14:11:47 +0000

1) People with special dietary requirements, ‘ooh, I cant have gluten/dairy/eggs/onions/potatoes/garlic’… FUCK OFF, there are poor wee bastards starving to death in the third world and you choose to be a fussy eater just because you’re fucking overpaid and have been to see a useless cunt hack dietician AND you also claim to be a fucking save the whales vegan lesbian organic anti-globalisation ‘activist’. fannies.

2) Swearing at the customers and drinking liberal amounts of the work booze after hours.

3) I like Emma’s ‘patchouli-sweating pothead with a grudge against reality’ although I really have to include myself in this category.

4) Roger Waters

5) work? mwahahahahahahahaha!

By: Emma

Emma — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 05:03:20 +0000

First off, thank you for ranting so damnably well–it made me laugh about my own job (a rare thing).
1. …there are so many. Smugness, schadenfreude, someone shitting on the floor of the ladies’ ten minutes before a health and safety inspection…
2. pretending like I have Important Things to Do when my job is a complete douchecakewalk.
3. the patchouli-sweating pothead with a grudge against reality.
4. the Brownest Nose in the Space Time Continuum: judgmental, joyless, wants the trains to run on time in a fucking call center.
5. Substitute ‘OCD’ for ‘hangover’ days & I’d say 45 minutes.

By: Ben

Ben — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 06:14:47 +0000

1) Endless use of meetings for self promotion.
2) Closing my office door when I want everyone to just leave me alone.
3) 20-something women with no discernible skill and a media studies degree.
4) The next person in the office who says “I had no idea that was part of your job”.
5) I try really hard not to be hung over at work. Not because I’m well behaved. My job is just fucking torture if your head hurts!

By: Scott Longmuir

Sat, 06 Feb 2010 11:54:19 +0000

1. When someone has to “pop to the chemist” during work hours as opposed to doing it in their allocated break time.

2. If I still had a proper job it would have to be stealing big envelopes for posting off demos.

3. Old, cynical sun reading, racist, nationalistic sweetie wives.

4. I nearly got a nasty piece of work fired in my last proper job .She was calculating, evil, patronising, didn’t do her job properly and was generally a cunt. I took her down. She got in a lot of shit. fuck you evil lady. She had a moustache too. double fuck you. I’d be quite happy to blow her head off.

5. 2 hours of collating paper samples for clients the day after drinking a whole bottle of absinthe. I was hallucinating the whole time and probably got it all wrong. Hardest 2 hours of my life.

By: Gary

Gary — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 18:10:39 +0000

Matthew – collected my Meursault 7”s from the post office this afternoon – cheers! (on the turntable now)

By: Gary

Gary — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 18:08:30 +0000

Dylan – Jeremy Guscott. Definitely. Or Brian Moore. Or Jonathan Davies. What is it about rugby pundits?

By: Matthew

Matthew — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 17:05:25 +0000

Well running a record label is mostly about sending endless emails and addressing envelopes.

Still cool though.

By: Becky

Becky — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:35:55 +0000

The pictures are pretty, but there is also a hell of a lot of transferring clear liquids from one small plastic tube into another. So much sometimes that before Christmas I was physically unable to hold a pen after all the pipetting.

Still, I don’t think I’d give it up for the world.

By: Matthew

Matthew — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:32:43 +0000

Becky always gives me career envy.

By: Becky

Becky — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:29:20 +0000

Especially for Dylan:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/faintgirl/sets/72157623233296233/

One protein has a red marker, the other has a green, whack the images together and see if they’re found in the same place.

Extra marks if you can tell me what kind of cell that is…