In my two weeks at my new gig, two things have struck me as firm benefits of gigdom: chest potatoes.
ClientCo is all open plan and the heating is hot, hot, hot.
And since ClientCo is oop Norf, and as we all know, Northern lasses try harder, the crumpet is hot! HOT! HOT!
The totty at ClientCo are all particularly fit, well dressed, armed with platform bras, revealed cleavages you could file your post in and stiletto FMBs that make your spine tingle with the thought of being walked over.
For any benched gentlemen out there: YouPron is a very poor substitute for the brunette who does the coffee run four times a day and insists on bouncing unnecessarily as she walks. She spills more than she delivers, but nobody complains.
And the blonde with her hair in bunches - yes, bunches! - wiggles as she walks making her latino silk skirts fly up and reveal her stocking tops... and the way she looks at you when she catches you looking... a half wink and a scowl and then a flick of a heel.
Lordy, lordy. I can't believe they are paying me SO MUCH MONEY to sit there dribbling saliva into my lap.
There's even a user department of civil engineers; Equal Ops legislation has seen to it half of them are coy bespectacled babes who go all soft around the limbs when you show respect for their intellect; I thought shooting fish in a barrel was supposed to get you wet... Oh to be 24 again.
I wonder how much longer I can stay there before they point out I ought to get on with doing some work.
ClientCo is all open plan and the heating is hot, hot, hot.
And since ClientCo is oop Norf, and as we all know, Northern lasses try harder, the crumpet is hot! HOT! HOT!
The totty at ClientCo are all particularly fit, well dressed, armed with platform bras, revealed cleavages you could file your post in and stiletto FMBs that make your spine tingle with the thought of being walked over.
For any benched gentlemen out there: YouPron is a very poor substitute for the brunette who does the coffee run four times a day and insists on bouncing unnecessarily as she walks. She spills more than she delivers, but nobody complains.
And the blonde with her hair in bunches - yes, bunches! - wiggles as she walks making her latino silk skirts fly up and reveal her stocking tops... and the way she looks at you when she catches you looking... a half wink and a scowl and then a flick of a heel.
Lordy, lordy. I can't believe they are paying me SO MUCH MONEY to sit there dribbling saliva into my lap.
There's even a user department of civil engineers; Equal Ops legislation has seen to it half of them are coy bespectacled babes who go all soft around the limbs when you show respect for their intellect; I thought shooting fish in a barrel was supposed to get you wet... Oh to be 24 again.
I wonder how much longer I can stay there before they point out I ought to get on with doing some work.
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