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[NickFitz]

I'm bloody starving..... now I want a Fuzzys sandwich... which are clearly an istitution for you guys.... but we don't have them in Manc... maybe I'll go to Philpotts yummy!!!

I've never been to Fuzzy's - I think they're big in the City, but I didn't know they had one fairly near here. On the bright side, NewClientCorp is even closer to it, so I can see myself developing a habit for it in the New Year

Could go there today, actually... delays homecoming by about an hour but it may be worth it

What or who is Philpotts?

[cailin maith]

The first batch of photos of the ClientCorp Xmas do are up on flickr

Gutted you didn't go?

[Jog On]

And now I’m being forced to help finish off the leftover nibbles from last night’s festivities

[Jog On]

There’s some booze left over as well that is giving me a headache just looking at it

[Jog On]

Sausage rolls, cocktail sausages, mince pies and crisps are all fighting for the same space as my Fuzzy’s sandwich – what started out as feast has now become a form of torture

[NickFitz]

Gutted you didn't go?

Quite the opposite

I had my usual pleasant evening in the company of the good ladies of my London local

That's the good ladies who run the place - some of the punters last night were right gits

Still, they cleared off eventually.

Somebody should tell them that wearing an expensive suit and treating barstaff like tulip doesn't make you special and important.

The suit shows you have to dress in a way ordained by sombody else, so you're just a slave, and the lack of common courtesy shows that you are completely lacking in all those aspects of the human character that raise us above the level of the beasts of the field. All the City bonuses in the world can't make you rich when you're that poor inside

[Jog On]

Sausage rolls, noddytail sausages, mince pies and crisps are all fighting for the same space as my Fuzzy’s sandwich – what started out as feast has now become a form of torture

That's not what I wrote...

[NickFitz]

Sausage rolls, noddytail sausages, mince pies and crisps are all fighting for the same space as my Fuzzy’s sandwich – what started out as feast has now become a form of torture

Mmmm... cocktail sausages......

[NickFitz]

That's not what I wrote...

We know. I think everybody here gets the gist

[Jog On]

Quite the opposite

I had my usual pleasant evening in the company of the good ladies of my London local

That's the good ladies who run the place - some of the punters last night were right gits

Still, they cleared off eventually.

Somebody should tell them that wearing an expensive suit and treating barstaff like tulip doesn't make you special and important.

The suit shows you have to dress in a way ordained by sombody else, so you're just a slave, and the lack of common courtesy shows that you are completely lacking in all those aspects of the human character that raise us above the level of the beasts of the field. All the City bonuses in the world can't make you rich when you're that poor inside

And if you're working 60 hours a week and one of those blackberry fiddlers on the train you're not impressing anyone