Question: What happens if you find yourself with…?
a) too much time on your hands.
b) an intense disliking for Ricky Gervais.
c) an excellent new geeky Flash 8 book.
Answer: The Ricky Gervais Stress Reliever of course!
Now’s your chance to ease all that pent up aggression and throw bombs at talentless Ricky Gervais’ stupid unfunny fat head…
I’m off to the British Toy Fair in a couple of days for work. It should be a larf. Apparently Lego have a good stand there, so that’s me sorted for the day.
Perhaps I’ll also be able to lay my hands on one of these:
…and speaking of MacGyver…
I think it’s fair to say that most people who know me, realise that I’m not a morning person. I’m not usually properly awake until around 11am and that’s after I’ve had at least three cups of tea to help me jump start my brain.
This morning, I woke up bleary-eyed after a very short, frankly rubbish nights sleep, with a headache and generally feeling like I had a cold coming on. So you can probably imagine that I was feeling even less ‘with it’ than normal.
I got into the office about 8:30am. The first thing I had to do was get my timesheet faxed off to claim for my previous weeks work. I ambled over to the fax machine and waited a few minutes for the stuff that was already on it to go through.
Whilst I was dozily watching dozens of bits of paper feed through, I started to get a *major* runny nose. With my head still pounding, I hurriedly checked my pockets only to find that I didn’t have any tissue on me. Things were starting to get messy, so in order to prevent any embarrassment, I rather ashamedly used my hand to remedy the rapidily increasing goo situation. Phew, problem temporarily solved.
It was very shortly after this that the hottest girl in the office walks up with her timesheet also ready to be faxed. I smiled and she smiled back. She looked down and saw me clutching an identical timesheet to hers and she said excitedly “Ooh, you’re with the same agency as me!”.
I’m sure you’ll agree that the signs were quite clear, she obviously wanted me - badly.
“I’m Ashleigh!” she beamed and extended her hand to me in a really friendly way. With me not being completely with it and still in slight shock that this fox had willingly introduced herself to me, I shook her hand and started to greet her.
Of course as my snot filled hand met hers, I instantly realised my school boy error. A look of horror spread across my face as I watched a slow motion look of disgust spread across hers. Now I have no idea exactly what she thought the slightly lumpy, warm sticky substance was smeared on her palm, but whatever she thought - it couldn’t have been good.
Frankly, I didn’t quite know what to say to best remedy this situation. Before I had struggled to think of even a single word of apology, she had turned and quickly walked away, very nearly breaking into a run!
Now I’m no expert with women, but I’m pretty sure this is a fairly negative reaction. I guess even Valentino had to start somewhere though, right? Taxiiiiiiiii!
Late night insomniac telly trash Quizmania disappeared from ITV1 a while back, only to replaced by The Mint.
Although Kat Shoob has a, err, umm couple of good qualities, you just can’t beat Greggles for comedy value.
