Monday, February 22, 2010

 

Oooohhhhh! Mummeeeeeeeee!

I am sick to death with hearing about how Gordon Brown bullies his staff. Honestly, these lefties really do want to have their cake and eat it. Clearly, no one who works in Gordon Brown's office has ever been to public school, so all his staff have grown up, used to going home to Mummy at half past three, then having a little whine about how someone was mean to them during their twenty minute breaktime. Now that these characters are in the big boys' playground with Bruiser Brown, who keeps them after hours for a good, hard shoeing, it's all a bit much for their little, dayboy spirits.

But Gordon Brown should know better. He, of all people, should know that the way to talk to people who have been educated at comprehensive schools, is to get on their level. Try crouching in front of them, explaining why you are disappointed in their performance, using very simple words. It's best not to try to be "street", as that might offend them, and do remember to say "difficulty" instead of "problem". If that doesn't work, you may need to call their social workers in for a bit of a chat.

I bet that big toff David Cameron, has one of his staff warming up his loo seat every morning. And I would not be remotely surprised to hear that he entertains himself between make-up calls, by debagging his lackeys in the lifts. And that, that sort of caper, would just be larks on a normal day, before any of his poor, overworked, assistant bastards, have even had a chance to put a foot wrong. Christ knows what sort of penalties he dishes out to his team for bad handwriting, backchat and rude remarks about his wife's hairstyle. If those moaning minnies from Gordon Brown's side of the tracks had to spend even half an hour over in Millbank, with Slasher Cam, they'd all need a new set of trousers.

Noreen

Comments:
Debagging lackeys is doing them a favour by saving them from sweaty bollocks (or fannies if they're women). PM Brown should wear a kilt and show people his arse if he wants to make a point.
 
It’s been said that the Chinese burns that Thatcher gave her cabinet members smarted something rotten. Allegedly, there were tears on more than one occasion and one particular finance minister never, ever got to keep his own lunch money.
 
Ataturk was the bollocks. When he convened parliament in the 1930s he had the deputies walk past the members of the opposition party dangling from gibbets along the way. He had suggested that they form the party in the first place, just to flush out the troublemakers. Try that, Mr Cowan!
 
The lower classes are all poofters. All of them.
 
Boo hoo indeed. Honestly, this victim mentality has got to stop. I remember my first days in employment, my manager shit in my lunch box!! How we all laughed before he punched me hard in the back of the head, before setting fire to my trousers.

It's character building stuff.
 
These moaning English ninnies are just not used to what passes for normal social interaction in Scotland.
'Pass the salt ya wee bastard or I'll knock ye into the middle of next week' my dear sainted mother used to say conversationally.
No one in Scotland would think anything of it if Brown threw a Charles II ormolu clock at their head while effing and blinding about quantitative easing or endogenous growth theory.
The English have grown soft due to the influences of Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte and the one with the big nose who jumped off a bridge.
 
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