Snippets of things people I work with said today include:

“I have no idea who Julian Assange is”

“There are a lot of paedos out there; any man could be one”

“She’s a right slag but I’d stick it in her”

“Them *insert possibly racially offensive word for people of Pakistani decent here* are like that though aint they?”

Yet another week draws to a close where I think “HOW THE FUCK DID I END UP WORKING HERE?”

It’s like stepping into an episode of On The Buses meets Curry and Chips and In Sickness and In Health with Robin Askwith, Sid James and Chubby Brown at their leery best.


*Disclaimer – These people might not actually teach your children if you do not live in Warwickshire

Author: stegzy

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