I hate skivers!

I do! I seriously hate skivers! (People who will find any excuse to not go to work).

I work with more than one of them. It’s amazing how a bad headache and nausea in the morning due to “illness” also gives your breath the stench of beer…….no, no….. it’s called a hangover you fucking muffin!! How convinient that you always eat a “dodgy curry” pretty much every Sunday which is also when you have an all day session on the beer.

Now don’t get me confused witha fucking brown nose who is always at work on time and goes to bed at 9 o clock every night to be fresh for work in the morning, I’ve worked whilst pissed up from the night before on many occasion. I just don’t like when the 3 guys who have turned in have to work harder so that the 4th, absent, guy’s work gets done too. It gets to me all the more when it’s always the same guy!

It’s not as such the abscence that pisses me off, it’s the feeble excuses. If you’ve been on the piss, say you’ve been on the piss. At least it will be noted that your day off is for a good reason.

So, with this in mind, you may all see how the following report annoys me:

I refer again to our local free newspaper, The Citizen. (For past use, please see post entitled “smashing idea”). The front page is splayed with the story entitled “BIRDS LEFT TO DIE”. I like birds (with tits!) and dying so I figured this story would actually be a good story for a change…….no.

Distraught civil servants have had to work beside dying pigeons after a hold up….”

This is a good start! I fucking hate civil servants. Myself and Delmorpha both worked as “cleaning operatives” at a government site and all the tossers that worked there used to look down at us because of our jobs and because they all had their own desks with photos of their pug-ugly families on. Little did they know we were doing A Levels at the time which is much more qualification than you need to work for the government. Anyway, I read on….

contractors were hired to carry out work on the roof of Tomlinson house….However, the contractors failed to check the vents were clear before putting up wire mesh to prevent access to them. Pigeons, which were trapped inside had already made a nest which had eggs in which then hatched….nothing has been done to save the birds, and only one is still alive and has fed on the others to survive”

Rock! This is a top story. Basically all these knuckle beards are trying to work at their computers while a flying rat is flapping about in a hole in the wall and eating it’s own dead children. I gotten a smile on my face. But then…

Some staff have asked to stay off work as they are so distressed by it”

sorry?

they have been thinking about the poor birds and having nightmares when they go home after work”.

O.K. We all read that a couple of times to make sure what it said, coz I had to. The staff are staying off work because they are distressed from the dead birds.

a) They are fucking pigeons. There are roughly seven hundred million, million…..million of them in Blackpool so it’s not like you’ll never see a scrubber pigeon again.

b) Stop being a fucking pussy.

It seems they couldn’t do anything to the vent to free the birds because of company health and safety rules. I’m sure it’s safer to have an open hole in the wall than a hole in the wall with 6 dead birds in it covered in maggots and the AIDS. More like they saw some time off and left them to die. What an absolute bag of shit!

Get back to work you fucking skivers or fuck off so someone who is unemployed with a family, but can hack the prescence of a few dead vermin, can have your jobs. People like you make me very fucking angry.

If any readers work at this place, or knows of anyone who works here than please give me your side of the story because right now I think you are a lazy, pussy-ass skiver. The exact work place in question is SPVA, Tomlinson House, Norcross, Thornton. So don’t pretend I’m not speaking to you!

Pigeon pie for tea kids!

Til next time peeps,

H.

2 Comments so far »

  1. Delmorpha said

    am July 19 2007 @ 8:22 pm

    LMFAO… this has to be your best post yet dude, I was almost crying with laughter! ;)

    There’s this song by [spunge] called Kicking Pigeons that really doesn’t go far enough … kicking a pigeon gives the jovial impression of telling it to “bugger off” in a camp Carry On Camping accent whilst you flap your foot like a faggot. If I wrote it, it would have been called Curb Stomping Pigeons and been about lining the feather rat fucks up in a line wearing tiny pigeon shackles whilst I take a run up and snap its scrawny flying rat neck into next week with my Doctor Martins..

  2. horse said

    am July 19 2007 @ 8:34 pm

    Exactly mate.
    If I worked in that office i’d spent most of the day stabbing the birds through the slots with a pen or lighting matches and putting them in.
    Admittedly i’d also be pissed off if they died because my fun of torture would be over. I might have had to go and buy some hamsters and put them in too!
    Ha Ha

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