Disgraceful Chanting

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comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
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comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
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Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
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He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

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The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
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You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
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This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
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Was he laughing at you carrying your chihuahua in your handbag?
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I didn't have a chihuahua. Fifi was a sausage dog and is now in doggy heaven now too I am afraid.

comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
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comment by CFC: Quad stoppers (U20729)
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comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
posted 53 minutes ago
comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
posted 20 minutes ago
comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 41 minutes ago
Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
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He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

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The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
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You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
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This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
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I love this story. What were you wearing?
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It was a woman's suit wasn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9MNITrHu9E
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I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.

comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 39 seconds ago

I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.
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Tight spandex pants, Fifi the chihuaha in a handbag... you sure it wasn't a bar on Canal Street you were working at?

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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
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comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
posted 53 minutes ago
comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
posted 20 minutes ago
comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 41 minutes ago
Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
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He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

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The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
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You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
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This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
----------------------------------------------------------------------

I love this story. What were you wearing?
----------------------------------------------------------------------
It was a woman's suit wasn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9MNITrHu9E
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.
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Were they upside inside out?

Now I know you're joking. Thank god, for your sake. For a second I thought you were real.

Culer you really are the gift that keeps on giving. This story just gets better and better.

comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
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comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
posted 53 minutes ago
comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
posted 20 minutes ago
comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 41 minutes ago
Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
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He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

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The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
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You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
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This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
----------------------------------------------------------------------

I love this story. What were you wearing?
----------------------------------------------------------------------
It was a woman's suit wasn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9MNITrHu9E
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Were they upside inside out?

Now I know you're joking. Thank god, for your sake. For a second I thought you were real.
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I'm not joking. I'd got them a week before from River Island and wore them that day for the first time.

I sacked that little cockroach anyway by putting him on a PIP and, despite him exceeding the sales number for it, made a fuss that he didn't generate the required number of leads so failed his PIP. He was livid, threatening to sue etc

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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
posted 53 minutes ago
comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
posted 20 minutes ago
comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 41 minutes ago
Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

----------------------------------------------------------------------
The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
----------------------------------------------------------------------

I love this story. What were you wearing?
----------------------------------------------------------------------
It was a woman's suit wasn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9MNITrHu9E
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Were they upside inside out?

Now I know you're joking. Thank god, for your sake. For a second I thought you were real.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I'm not joking. I'd got them a week before from River Island and wore them that day for the first time.

I sacked that little cockroach anyway by putting him on a PIP and, despite him exceeding the sales number for it, made a fuss that he didn't generate the required number of leads so failed his PIP. He was livid, threatening to sue etc
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He walked out of the office for the last time, belongings in hand, and as he turned away tearfully, a clear imprint of his boss's Jimmy Choo heels were faintly visible on his considerable behind.

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comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
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comment by fridgeboy (U1053)
posted 53 minutes ago
comment by Wetherby White (U6810)
posted 20 minutes ago
comment by Culèr: Back Soon (U9489)
posted 41 minutes ago
Years ago, probably 2013 now, I had someone on my team who was honestly brilliant. I would go as far as to say they were one of the best sales staff I had, amazing on the phone blah blah....

After about 9 months of being the star performer, I felt like they were getting a bit too big for their boots but they were still performing well above anyone else.

Back then I would bring my Dachshund into the office on some days to save time at home and also set a standard, as no other staff would've been allowed that.

So one Friday, the person closed their seventh sale of the day (company record at the time) and got really loud about it. They pointed to me and said 'Look at me. I am your top dog... I am the top dog in this place now' as people were applauding the person.

I was quite angry and embarrassed as, up to that point, I had the company record of 6 sales in a day which everyone on the sales floor knew and from my perspective the person was trying to mug me off massively.

I replied by saying 'Ok, so you're the top dog are you? Is that how you feel??' before going into my office and getting some dog biscuits i'd brought in for my pooch.

I made sure that when I left my office I slammed the door shut so people knew discipline was about to be handed out. I then threw this big, bulky bag of dog biscuits on the person's desk and said 'You're my top dog? Ok. You can eat doggy biscuits then, can't you? I tell you what, you be my top dog and I will feed you a nice little doggy biscuit.' as I then reached into the bag and held the biscuits in the person's face.

The person wouldn't eat them and said they were sorry for being loud and that was the end of it. I thought about giving them a disciplinary but decided against it so people didn't think I was petty. 1 month later they left too, which was a shame because they were brilliant.
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What a funny story, I think those stories are best left in the caravan.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
He's either a brilliant budding comedian with a creative imagination or the biggest moron I've ever known. If this is real, I question his sanity, I really do. If it's not real then he's just created another comedy titan in the Partridge / Brent mould. Speak to the BBC Culer, you've got something there.

----------------------------------------------------------------------
The fact is she was doing really well and she broke my record. I had no real issue with that but when all the 'I am your top dog' rubbish started I had to make sure she knew who was boss and also the rest of the outbound BDM team.

Read Fergie's book about leadership and honestly I was doing some of it years ago. If anyone starts to think they're bigger than the manager then get rid of them at all costs, regardless of who they are.
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You know the more you speak, the lower the probability you work anywhere 'high end'. A few weeks ago I pictured you as an estate agent in the Stath Lets Flats mould, which was, I thought, pretty damn low. Now I'm thinking you have a grubby old burger van on Margate seafront. Those 'sales' are actually burgers and you're criticism of staff extends to giving Sheila a dressing down for overfilling the burger baps with fried onions. She's crying.

Now that's leadership.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
This was for the same company that I sacked some tool from for making a personal comment about my attire. Next to Manchester town hall, on Lloyd St Manchester. Above what used to be a fish place called LiveBait.
----------------------------------------------------------------------

I love this story. What were you wearing?
----------------------------------------------------------------------
It was a woman's suit wasn't it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9MNITrHu9E
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I was wearing normal work clothes but with slim fitting pants and this cocky tw*t made a comment about me looking like Ricky Martin with such tight pants.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Were they upside inside out?

Now I know you're joking. Thank god, for your sake. For a second I thought you were real.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
I'm not joking. I'd got them a week before from River Island and wore them that day for the first time.

I sacked that little cockroach anyway by putting him on a PIP and, despite him exceeding the sales number for it, made a fuss that he didn't generate the required number of leads so failed his PIP. He was livid, threatening to sue etc
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This is absolutely brilliant. River Island

It is actually better than The Office. Maybe Gervais should revive the series

Brilliant stuff lads🤣

They won't be laughing when Brexit shifts all the best jobs up north. RedistrIbution of wealth from the rich to the poor (a socialist idea). And removing the formula which said investment in the south was more productive than in the north so it was scrapped.

Who's laughing now cockney boys?