Today, here in Builders Merchants Land, I spent the morning spitting feathers over one of our so called IT specialists. I'll not mince words, this bloke is an ignorant, surly,,unhelpful,lard arse,humourless waste of space. While I'm on the subject of space, this guy takes up shitloads of it. I had a problem with my laptop (see they are finally getting an idea as to my worth), the slug guy immediatly accused me of sabotage ,treating me as if I know nowt about owt.
The idle bastard couldn't be arsed to come and have a look so I limped across to him. I found him and the two arse cheeks in different chairs but, I explained my problem (whilst eating a double choc Muffin...... He-He). It had to be left there whilst grumpy bollocks went on the web or looked in the instruction book or whatever and I got it back an hour later. Doesn't this Balloon sized dick realise that I am a customer as well.
If you think I'm being unkind to fat people then in this instance you are wrong. A spade is a spade, a shovel a shovel etc. This person is all that I have said, furthermore I'm convinced that his arse is so large that when he goes outdoors its gravitational pull affects the tides.
Denny, compassion at its best.