Pub orders

[sobrique]

Now, what happens in our office is this:
Thursday, we bugger off down the pub for lunch.
Someone (usually me, but ya'know, sometimes I ain't here) collects orders, and phones 'em in as a batch.

I'm not particularly keen on doing it, but it's not something I mind. I also wouldn't mind, ya'know, if once in a while, someone decided that their time wasn't too important to take a turn at it.

But what's just happened is this. One of my workmates, who sits just behind me, has just _phoned up_ the pub to check what the specials were.
And _then_ has given me his order.

I'm not amused.
Or maybe I am, at the barefaced gall.

Whatever.

Comments

[gingerboy.livejournal.com]

Rah Rah Rah! - Ed for Pub Team Leader - Rah Rah Rah!

[sobrique.livejournal.com]

Don't make me come over there and stab you.