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Array ( [sid] => 61573 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => shove it up your a$$ [time] => 2004-08-27 12:18:02 [hometext] => [bodytext] => i walk into my meeting
i know am i tad late
all eyes turn to me
and im ready to spill my late ordeal
'mr.christer i was just driving down the road and this massive do-'
he lookes at me with his stern bog eye
and i stutter to an unfinished lie
he straightens up,shuffles his wig and speaks with that drone of voice he carries,
'miss.o'riley,do you like being late for everything,maybe it is a waste of time you turning up at all,you are 2 hours late,i mean how can you expect to even teach at a school at such high standards,if you cant even reach them yourself.'
i know better than to answer,
i sit down and giggle to myself
reciting what he had just said
to laugh it over with jan and some ice cream later on

while mr.bog eye is going on about students grades and whatever
i decide to do a bit of texting
the joke-a-day sends me this very humerous joke
and i splutter my coffee down my top
and my jam doughnut slides down my knee
i cluch my side as i laugh insanely
the whole members of staff turn at me and tut
'only a teenager-'......'shouldnt be here if she acts this immature....'
i stand up and straighten myself out
blushing stupidly
'what is it now miss.o'riley!have you got to go the toilet very very quickly like last week,or is it you got to go because you left your hair tongs on?'
the whole meeting laughs at me
'fine...fine...FINE you can take this ***** of a job and shove it up your a$$.....'


thats what i said after i was threw outside in the car park...


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shove it up your a$$

Contributed by Hannah_Heaven on Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 12:18:02 PM in AEST
Topic: schoolproblems



i walk into my meeting
i know am i tad late
all eyes turn to me
and im ready to spill my late ordeal
'mr.christer i was just driving down the road and this massive do-'
he lookes at me with his stern bog eye
and i stutter to an unfinished lie
he straightens up,shuffles his wig and speaks with that drone of voice he carries,
'miss.o'riley,do you like being late for everything,maybe it is a waste of time you turning up at all,you are 2 hours late,i mean how can you expect to even teach at a school at such high standards,if you cant even reach them yourself.'
i know better than to answer,
i sit down and giggle to myself
reciting what he had just said
to laugh it over with jan and some ice cream later on

while mr.bog eye is going on about students grades and whatever
i decide to do a bit of texting
the joke-a-day sends me this very humerous joke
and i splutter my coffee down my top
and my jam doughnut slides down my knee
i cluch my side as i laugh insanely
the whole members of staff turn at me and tut
'only a teenager-'......'shouldnt be here if she acts this immature....'
i stand up and straighten myself out
blushing stupidly
'what is it now miss.o'riley!have you got to go the toilet very very quickly like last week,or is it you got to go because you left your hair tongs on?'
the whole meeting laughs at me
'fine...fine...FINE you can take this ***** of a job and shove it up your a$$.....'


thats what i said after i was threw outside in the car park...






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Re: shove it up your a$$ (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 01:13:54 PM AEST
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Sheesh sounded like you had a tough day.


Re: shove it up your a$$ (User Rating: 1 )
by AspenGlow on Friday, 27th August 2004 @ 01:20:54 PM AEST
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yes indeed......and how we wish we could be invisable for only a while.....

thank you for sharing this.


Re: shove it up your a$$ (User Rating: 1 )
by critterhideaway on Saturday, 28th August 2004 @ 05:46:49 AM AEST
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Can sure agree with you on the shove part, think I could say that to my boses at least once every day. Like this thank you


Re: shove it up your a$$ (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 30th August 2004 @ 08:37:42 PM AEST
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Hannah, I'm so sorry for your bad time on this day! I can't image doing out loud what you said you would say?
You supervisor should learn from the very start.....'tis not nice to discipline a person in front of everyone else....how humiliating!!!
Does this mean you lost your job? I hope not! That's not allowed......you have to have more grievance than that!
Beautifully written, and even humorous at times......Best of Luck dear.....you've earned it!
Warm hugs
consue




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