Little bit of nothing much...

Feelin a little uninspired to write anything of real interest to humanity at the moment, so thought i'd just browse round the doldrums...

Bollywood bogey picker is on delightful form, he really is digging for gold this morning. Yesterday he treated us with an extended nasal hair dreadlocking session as well. He ought to open up a "Fashion Men's Saloon" which specialises in keepin those nasal hairs locked down. He has given us a break from the orange shirts today, instead opting for shades of brown but still bearing the white sports socks.

New guy 2, Lebtwat continues to "assert his authorotay" by declaring to be best friends with certain clients. Currently his tactic is targetting the big spenders from my accounts and asking rapid fire questions about them, name dropping;

"How is XXX from ZZZ company? How is XXX's 2 kids? XXX's Wife is a stunner, i slept with her twice, she's not bad - do give pass on my regards and tell him i said that next time you speak to him".

I've heard him on the phone to clients;

"Blah Blah magazine is really great, its amazing magazine and everyone wants to be in it", Hmm, i'm quite sure it is.

Then there's Scotboy; a typical new expatbrat still loving the fact that he can afford a 4x4 over here, a cleaner he can order around, and feeling superior for his slightly advanced grip on the English language compared to his colleagues, albeit in an incredibly strong Glaswegian accent. Given that 99% of our colleagues, English is their second language, it's not really something to write home about.

When every Thursday comes round, we hear the endless bragging of which clubs he is on the guest list of. Last week he actually brought in a copy of the toilet paper magazine The Buzz, left casually open on his desk to a page where...oh look, what a coincidence, it's his photo from a night out. He made a point to point it out to anyone who passed his desk that day.

And next to me sits Lebtwat 1 who was actually a used car sales man for a few years, this being his first venture into media sales. Where on earth did wenchy witch bum find these people?! I'm sure selling a "really great, amazingly wicked magazine" will be a challenge from selling grey Japanese exports. I can see the yield of this magazine dwindle into the gutter along with all the other magazines... roll up, $1000 a page, come an' 'av it yanni!

i'm going to miss this place :-P