Looks like this is the end...

[zeitghost]

The Glorious Leader has decreed that net logs will be examined for excessive use... my post count is about to decrease markedly.

Alternatively, since this is about the only thing that keeps me anywhere near sane, I may tell him to stuff his job up his jacksie...

[DimPrawn]

Oh Dear.

Time for a new career.

[Churchill]

The Glorious Leader has decreed that net logs will be examined for excessive use... my post count is about to decrease markedly.

Alternatively, since this is about the only thing that keeps me anywhere near sane, I may tell him to stuff his job up his jacksie...

Oh yes, return to the dark side you must!

[Diver]

I find it difficult to understand what the job must have been like in the dark days before the advent of the interweb thingie... the long tedious days of summer must have been unbearable.

Imagine having to "Work!"

[Churchill]

Imagine having to "Work!"

Nah mate, it tires me out!

[Pickle2]

Whack a 3g usb stick in, and configure machine tcp/ip for your regular "non-work" sites to go through that. CUK et al has to be worth a tenner of your company's monthly income!

[PRC1964]

Whack a 3g usb stick in, and configure machine tcp/ip for your regular "non-work" sites to go through that. CUK et al has to be worth a tenner of your company's monthly income!

Sod that, gain access to "The Glorious Leader's" pc and set it to download the entire of YouPorn.com.

I expect that the net logs will be wiped rather than examined.

[Churchill]

Sod that, gain access to "The Glorious Leader's" pc and set it to download the entire of YouPorn.com.

I expect that the net logs will be wiped rather than examined.

Don't forget to make a back-up... For research purposes.....

[TimberWolf]

Altogether now

Okay since you've got that tune in my head you can all suffer too:

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes...again

...

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

It's a bit of an emotional way of ending a contract, but each to their own.

[snaw]

I find it difficult to understand what the job must have been like in the dark days before the advent of the interweb thingie... the long tedious days of summer must have been unbearable.

Anyone else get really good at solitaire and hearts?