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32 minutes ago, Margaret Thatcher said:

Our fancy tartan duvet covers and matching pillow cases have additional buttons just for decoration. That's exactly what I want when falling asleep, a hard object poking me in the face. 

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I'm guessing the duvet cover was buttoned up before going in the tumble dryer. This prevents other items (pillow cases, etc.) from going inside the duvet cover and not drying properly.
That's fair logic tbf. I bet that's not why she does it though. She'll do it because she's fucking mental. I'll ask and report my findings.
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I know it's an employment moot point but could deliveroo be made to put their couriers on some kind of cycle road safety awareness course. 

I kind of object to being nearly run over by some student w****r risking their life to deliver a pizza to some fat c**t who can't be arsed walking to the chippy.

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14 hours ago, 50/50 Winner said:
15 hours ago, 19QOS19 said:
Aye and a partner who buttons the fucking things up before putting it in the cupboard.

I'm guessing the duvet cover was buttoned up before going in the tumble dryer. This prevents other items (pillow cases, etc.) from going inside the duvet cover and not drying properly.

Says either Mr Bean or Roy from Corrie.

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5 hours ago, DiegoDiego said:


 


Why does it matter that they're a student?

You're right- the use of "student" and "w****r" in the same sentence is a tautology! :lol:

No, it was just a general observance that many of the Deliveroo cyclists are young and presumably students and that they have not had the benefit that grumpy old gits like me had of getting a Cycling Proficiency Award or being scared shitless by public information films about safe cycling.

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2 hours ago, tamthebam said:

You're right- the use of "student" and "w****r" in the same sentence is a tautology! :lol:

No, it was just a general observance that many of the Deliveroo cyclists are young and presumably students and that they have not had the benefit that grumpy old gits like me had of getting a Cycling Proficiency Award or being scared shitless by public information films about safe cycling.

You actually have to watch a cycling safety video before signing up and then do a supervised trial shift where your riding skills get assessed. It's just easier and more fun to ride like an arse. 👍

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It’s happened again. Yesterday. I’m waiting in a large queue at a Costa. I just want an Americano and a chocolate tiffin. Got a headache, and a bit of a squiffy stomach...need a sit down and a chocolatey thing to settle me down. In front of me, two women. Yakking away about fcuk-knows what. Strictly being flooded out of the Hydro last month or somesuch. Anyway, they’ve had over five minutes before reaching the lassie taking orders. The lassie then asks them what they want. Then it begins.... ‘Oh, I don’t know Sadie, do you fancy sharing a chocolate twist? No? Fancy the blueberry muffin? Nah? Your usual latte is it?’ Just. Fcuk. Off.

WTF is it with these women? It’s always women. Blokes in the queue are already lasered-in on their order, utilising the time spent in the queue to decide on the merits of a mocha over a flat white.

I’m a bawhair away from doing a Michael Douglas on these cnuts.

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It’s happened again. Yesterday. I’m waiting in a large queue at a Costa. I just want an Americano and a chocolate tiffin. Got a headache, and a bit of a squiffy stomach...need a sit down and a chocolatey thing to settle me down. In front of me, two women. Yakking away about fcuk-knows what. Strictly being flooded out of the Hydro last month or somesuch. Anyway, they’ve had over five minutes before reaching the lassie taking orders. The lassie then asks them what they want. Then it begins.... ‘Oh, I don’t know Sadie, do you fancy sharing a chocolate twist? No? Fancy the blueberry muffin? Nah? Your usual latte is it?’ Just. Fcuk. Off.
WTF is it with these women? It’s always women. Blokes in the queue are already lasered-in on their order, utilising the time spent in the queue to decide on the merits of a mocha over a flat white.
I’m a bawhair away from doing a Michael Douglas on these cnuts.
I assume it came as a complete surprise that they had to pay for their purchases and spent several minutes rummaging about their handbags to find a purse and additional minutes extracting the payment method from the purse? Whereas you had your money/card in your hand as you queued.
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1 minute ago, Arch Stanton said:
11 minutes ago, pozbaird said:
It’s happened again. Yesterday. I’m waiting in a large queue at a Costa. I just want an Americano and a chocolate tiffin. Got a headache, and a bit of a squiffy stomach...need a sit down and a chocolatey thing to settle me down. In front of me, two women. Yakking away about fcuk-knows what. Strictly being flooded out of the Hydro last month or somesuch. Anyway, they’ve had over five minutes before reaching the lassie taking orders. The lassie then asks them what they want. Then it begins.... ‘Oh, I don’t know Sadie, do you fancy sharing a chocolate twist? No? Fancy the blueberry muffin? Nah? Your usual latte is it?’ Just. Fcuk. Off.
WTF is it with these women? It’s always women. Blokes in the queue are already lasered-in on their order, utilising the time spent in the queue to decide on the merits of a mocha over a flat white.
I’m a bawhair away from doing a Michael Douglas on these cnuts.

I assume it came as a complete surprise that they had to pay for their purchases and spent several minutes rummaging about their handbags to find a purse and additional minutes extracting the payment method from the purse? Whereas you had your money/card in your hand as you queued.

I cannot say with any certainty. At that moment I was too busy head-butting the glass case that contains the chocolate twists.

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1 hour ago, pozbaird said:

It’s happened again. Yesterday. I’m waiting in a large queue at a Costa. I just want an Americano and a chocolate tiffin. Got a headache, and a bit of a squiffy stomach...need a sit down and a chocolatey thing to settle me down. In front of me, two women. Yakking away about fcuk-knows what. Strictly being flooded out of the Hydro last month or somesuch. Anyway, they’ve had over five minutes before reaching the lassie taking orders. The lassie then asks them what they want. Then it begins.... ‘Oh, I don’t know Sadie, do you fancy sharing a chocolate twist? No? Fancy the blueberry muffin? Nah? Your usual latte is it?’ Just. Fcuk. Off.

WTF is it with these women? It’s always women. Blokes in the queue are already lasered-in on their order, utilising the time spent in the queue to decide on the merits of a mocha over a flat white.

I’m a bawhair away from doing a Michael Douglas on these cnuts.

Don't go to coffee shops then.

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