Misshapen, 14 Points
I had quite the orgasm today during Work Experience (And no, it wasn’t caused by Jess) when I logged into Twitter and saw that Justin Bieber was not the most popular topic. However, my post-coital bliss was interrupted when I saw that the most popular topic was in fact, his “album”. It’s a cruel world.
I cannot have been the only person who laughed during the Glee series finale when Rachel sang “Get ready for me love, cos I’m a comer!” or however who like to spell it.
I know I have been talking about Work Experience a lot recently, but I must recount this tale of desperate flirting. Michelle (Managing Director, 40’s, Single, Loaded) was trying to seduce Mikolaj (Early 20’s, Foreign). Their conversation was something like this:
“Hello Mik…*mumbles*. How are you?” Translation: “Why don’t I have a husband?” “Yes, vell, I is gut.” Translation: “Whoa. Large voman!” “Any plans for the weekend?” Trans: “Please fulfill me sexually!” “Eet ees cold, no?” Trans: “I no understand crrrrrazy woman’s accent. Zee cheek fat ees blocking zee mouth” “Would you like to go to see a movie?” Trans: “Would you like to have casual sex in the janitor’s closet?”
I was too disgusted to continue listening. Good day.
Conor
