Unbelievable display of Muppetry
Discussion
Now, I like football as much as the next person (who likes football at any rate), but....
Last night, a work colleague (mate is not the right word!) was worried about the tonking his team was likely to receive later that evening. Discussion turned to the recent 8-2 Man Utd annihilation of Arsenal and I enquired as to how he would react if his team let in 8 goals.
The response was : "I won't come in work tomorrow."
As it turned out, the game in question was indeed over bar the shouting at half time and his his team were well out of it. There were no more goals in the second half and the anticipated further humping never materialised.
He came in today with a face like a camels arse in a sandstorm and was somewhat reluctant to talk about it, but my words of 'comfort' were : "At least they didn't let in 8. Would you really not have come in if that had happened?"
The reply, as per the previous day was affirmative. (He wouldn't come in).
Now my team are crap, but this to me is just sheer utter muppetry. If I did this every time my sorry lot lost, I would never leave the house.
We started to take the piss by saying things 'If <insert my team here> lose this weekend, is it Ok if I phone in on Monday with hiccups/fractured eyelash/burnt tongue from hot pizza/etc'
"No." He replied. "That is just feeble." (The irony was lost on him)!
What we really want is further ideas to take the piss/humilate the c ock, as none of the rest of us are impressed with the idea of him threatening to throw a sickie next time his team get rogered (we suspect that this would explain a few 'sickdays' in the past as well). We were thinking along the lines of a dummy and baby bib from his club shop, but want to throw open to the floor....away you go....
Last night, a work colleague (mate is not the right word!) was worried about the tonking his team was likely to receive later that evening. Discussion turned to the recent 8-2 Man Utd annihilation of Arsenal and I enquired as to how he would react if his team let in 8 goals.
The response was : "I won't come in work tomorrow."
As it turned out, the game in question was indeed over bar the shouting at half time and his his team were well out of it. There were no more goals in the second half and the anticipated further humping never materialised.
He came in today with a face like a camels arse in a sandstorm and was somewhat reluctant to talk about it, but my words of 'comfort' were : "At least they didn't let in 8. Would you really not have come in if that had happened?"
The reply, as per the previous day was affirmative. (He wouldn't come in).
Now my team are crap, but this to me is just sheer utter muppetry. If I did this every time my sorry lot lost, I would never leave the house.
We started to take the piss by saying things 'If <insert my team here> lose this weekend, is it Ok if I phone in on Monday with hiccups/fractured eyelash/burnt tongue from hot pizza/etc'
"No." He replied. "That is just feeble." (The irony was lost on him)!
What we really want is further ideas to take the piss/humilate the c ock, as none of the rest of us are impressed with the idea of him threatening to throw a sickie next time his team get rogered (we suspect that this would explain a few 'sickdays' in the past as well). We were thinking along the lines of a dummy and baby bib from his club shop, but want to throw open to the floor....away you go....
my boss came in to work monday still chuntering over his team losing to 10 men on sat, then this morning he come again with a face like thunder due to his "life long team" losing again in the last minute of extra time,
im sorry but if a "GAME" can have this much effect on your day to day life then you need to get a grip,
i dont follow football as i see them all as over paid premadonnas, little tap and they ve got tears in there eyes rolling round on the floor, (the only thing missing from this is upside down on fire)
and as for supporters crying in the stands when they lose well words fail me.
rant over
im sorry but if a "GAME" can have this much effect on your day to day life then you need to get a grip,
i dont follow football as i see them all as over paid premadonnas, little tap and they ve got tears in there eyes rolling round on the floor, (the only thing missing from this is upside down on fire)
and as for supporters crying in the stands when they lose well words fail me.
rant over
Zwoelf said:
The guy needs a life/to get his priorities adjusted.
Mind you, if that's his biggest trauma in life, I'll swap with him.
Exactly what we all thought! Someone else in the office had to dash off to the hospital cause his missus is pregnant and was feeling unwell & went for an emergency scan...kinda puts it in perspective.Mind you, if that's his biggest trauma in life, I'll swap with him.
Liking the fixtures list idea - so the boss can 'plan his sickdays in advance'.
i dont understand this tomfoolery at all
for the handful of times ive been in the pub when a game is on, there is alway at least one person going mad at the tv
shouting at the tv isnt going to change tactics t
t
how can anyone get their knickers in such a twist over it all, i can understand someone being passionate but when they are effing and jeffing at the tv and then having a fight with someone over which team they support is just fking retarded
some of these people need to get a grip
for the handful of times ive been in the pub when a game is on, there is alway at least one person going mad at the tv
shouting at the tv isnt going to change tactics t
thow can anyone get their knickers in such a twist over it all, i can understand someone being passionate but when they are effing and jeffing at the tv and then having a fight with someone over which team they support is just f
king retardedsome of these people need to get a grip
A colleague and I were once winding each other up before the Utd-Chelsea champions league final a few years back. There had been fight talk for weeks 'Utd are gonna batter Chelsea', 'Utd are st' etc.
On the night of the game I was elsewhere in a pub watching it. For those people that don't know what happened, it went to penalties and John Terry (Chelsea captain) steps up to take what could have been the winning penalty, but slips and hits the post. Utd went on to win. I loved it!! I seem to remember texting him 'hahaha', or something to that effect (ok, maybe 'hahahaha fk off Chelsea').
The following work day I got into the office earlier than my mate, and stuck this to his monitor-
He came in, but I was facing away from his desk and was on the phone when he did, and ripped it off his monitor, screwed it up, muttered a few swear words (so other colleagues told me) and then stormed off home. We didn't see him again for 3 WEEKS!!!
Now that is taking it too seriously.
t' etc.On the night of the game I was elsewhere in a pub watching it. For those people that don't know what happened, it went to penalties and John Terry (Chelsea captain) steps up to take what could have been the winning penalty, but slips and hits the post. Utd went on to win. I loved it!! I seem to remember texting him 'hahaha', or something to that effect (ok, maybe 'hahahaha f
k off Chelsea'). The following work day I got into the office earlier than my mate, and stuck this to his monitor-
He came in, but I was facing away from his desk and was on the phone when he did, and ripped it off his monitor, screwed it up, muttered a few swear words (so other colleagues told me) and then stormed off home. We didn't see him again for 3 WEEKS!!!
Now that is taking it too seriously.
STW2010 said:
He came in, but I was facing away from his desk and was on the phone when he did, and ripped it off his monitor, screwed it up, muttered a few swear words (so other colleagues told me) and then stormed off home. We didn't see him again for 3 WEEKS!!!
Explain how that works in reality, boss's son?
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