I just rang the school transport service for a replacement bus pass for Master Jacob.
Brrring Brrring, Brrring, Brrring
Receptionist: Hello, School Transport Service
Mrs T: Good morning, I need a replacement school bus pass for my son.
Receptionist: Is he of school age?
Mrs T (in her head) No, he's a F***** pensioner.
Mrs T (out loud) Yes.
I now know why I can't get a job - I am too clever.
The often dubious, politically incorrect and mainly humorous musings of Ms Jane Turley, Creative Extraordinaire.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
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