Paging angle grinder gurus and bodge artists.

My taste has never been towards the race-bikes though;
nake muscle bikes are, to me, the way forward.

So I guess I don't get a seat at the top, boost coloured, table
at this party.

 

Bloody Oldbies. 22/10/87

 

Since when did being a manager give you diplomacy?

 

you have to at least try because you are the "meat in the sandwich" -
i.e. you have to "please" your superiors and subordinates.

Most of the time this feat appears to be impossible. I still can't
picture darsy being diplomatic on a regular basis - I think his brain
would explode.

 

Sound like a lot of effort for **** all in reality.

After thinking about this several times and reaching no logical
conclusion, I think /my/ brain will likely explode.

Sounds like a load of bollocks to me, sorry.

 

platypus says...

"Last of the scummer whinge"

 

Just because he knows they're cunts, doesn't mean he has to tell
them they're cunts...

 

That's the trouble. Most people that really are cunts never get told.

I did tell Graham he was a **** though, just before I gave him my radio
and a thank you for employing me.

 

fortunately, a large number of my subordinates are short-term
contractors and I don't have to "please" them in the slightest.

well, duh, I'm not the same in a business environment as I am on here.

 

For one thing, he's much taller.

 

The salaries involved are generally a bit more than "**** all".

 

lucky you.

you're not? well that's a whole pile of illusions shattered then.

 

Who rattled your cage?