It’s a mobile number. Probably UK based
It’s a mobile number. Probably UK based
Mushrooms. They look vile, they smell vile, they taste vile, the texture is vile.
Mushrooms. Vile.
One is a colossal shit hole. The other is a colossal shit hole in the sun.
Uproot your entire life, including job, family, social circle etc so you can be somewhere with better public transport.
Or, piece of shit vehicle manufacturers keep their fucking nose out of how you modify/maintain/service a product that you BOUGHT with your own money.
Trains and buses aren’t always the answer.
There must come a point where individual team members, engineers, strategists, tea lady etc, who I assume are highly motivated people, start to realise that this ‘program’ is going nowhere.
It must be counterproductive to the development of a team when you are setting your ambitions so low.
At what point do people start thinking ‘Fuck this!’ and start looking for opportunities elsewhere?
A cup of tea tastes completely different out of a ceramic mug, than it does a plastic one.
“Ok, boss. Are you going to rename yourself C?”
It’s all part of his rich tapestry of cuntiness.
IDLES.
Maybe you were making the mistake?
England looked shite
Holland is also flat as fuck
Telecoms project engineer.
I supervise and co-ordinate the roll out of FTTH networks.
Gen X. Don’t use a wallet. Where do I fit in to this theory?
Capital T.