Soundtrack: The Mamas and the Papas - Shooting Star
There's quite a spurt of people getting sprogged-up recently, and for some reason I was considering this on the tube this morning. My train of thought led me to remember a nightmare boss I had. I was working in a photo developing shop, and I loved my job, but when I transferred to the branch closest to my university I had the bitch troll from hell as my boss. I think she resented me going to university, and used to say the usual nonsense about how a degree is worthless these days blah blah blah.
I was minding my own business one day whilst listening to a conversation the boss was having with a customer:
'So when is it due?'
'Excuse me?'
'You're pregnant aren't you?'
Of course she wasn't, but that was one of my favourite moments this lifetime.
I had another boss ('Suckers') who was quite endearing in hindsight, but he used to wind me and my sister up, saying how a degree is all very well these days but we'll inevitably end up working in McDonalds. He used to pipe up with 'Would you like fries with that?' which obviously had me rollings in the aisles.
The company went bankrupt and I never heard from him again. Until my dad had a temporary delivery job. He bumped into Suckers - in his new managing role - whilst delivering bread rolls. To McDonalds.
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