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Post by medibot on May 13, 2007 22:42:11 GMT
Friday night, me and the bobbin were sitting on the sofa watching Yeovil v Nottingham Forest on the telly. Hannah has some random soft spot for Yeovil (i say random, i'm just not going to embarrass her with the real reason) and as such, if they make the play-off final she wants to go see the game. Fair enough you may think. So... Forest go one-nil up, against the run of play, Hannah moans that it's not fair; "i want to go to Wembley"... For a brief moment i think nothing of it before then realising that she has FA Cup Final tickets and when she's not being a bobbin is a rather serious Chelsea fan... If you've not realised this means she forgot she was going to the FA Cup final in a week and is therefore a muppet ;D ;D ;D ;D    |
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Post by hannahcafc on May 24, 2007 15:37:53 GMT
I don't know whether the lack of replies to this is a good or bad thing. Either they don't find it as daft as you do or they're frozen in a state of shock over my stupidity  ;D |
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Post by bh on May 24, 2007 21:51:23 GMT
Sorry Sweet heart it must have been a blond moment. (Yeah, I know your not blond, but................) |
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Post by hannahcafc on May 24, 2007 22:01:56 GMT
Though what the Scummer failed to mention was that i did follow that comment with "....twice" so it's not quite as daft as he's making out  |
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Post by bh on May 24, 2007 22:14:34 GMT
Ok, Ok, we'll believe you lass.  |
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Post by medibot on May 24, 2007 22:50:32 GMT
yeah, you followed it after a gap whereupon you realised how thick you'd just been Anyway, i lobbed you on Pro Evo so i win. |
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Post by votp on May 25, 2007 20:52:33 GMT
Ok, Ok, we'll believe you lass. Well, I know where my money is. Anyway, i lobbed you on Pro Evo so i win. The mind quite boggles. |
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Post by malxscfc on Dec 15, 2007 21:22:57 GMT
Should have posted this months ago, but failed. Am worried that this 'room' is getting musty and unloved, so here we are. Away against Stevenage on October 30th we sang "Where's your Hamilton, where's your Hamilton..." [Lewis Hamilton had just announced his move to Switzerland. This quip was reported on the BBC in their Sports 'Quotes of the Week' bit.] Personally I preferred my effort, though no one else did. This was to the tune of "Jesus Christ Superstar". It goes... "Stevenage, Stevenage, Not good enough for Lewis Hamilton". Its measured, knowing, mannerist clunkiness is its deliberately crafted strength. Honest!  |
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Post by ambersalamander on Dec 18, 2007 20:17:59 GMT
I have a colleague, Letitia, who regularly provides us with a quote of the week, sometimes more often than weekly. She is extremely scatty and appears to live on a different planet from the rest of us. You might start a conversation with her and then seconds later realise that a) you're talking about something COMPLETELY different from what you thought you were talking about, b) you haven't the faintest idea what she's talking about and c) not only is she not on the same wavelength as you but also that she is actually on a totally different plane of existence. Actually, the other day when I came into work late because I hadn't come from home and had taken a different bus (which I'd waited 40 minutes for) she told me "your dimension is different today" and when I explained what had happened, she informed me that the G1 bus was also in a different dimension and in fact it went all around the houses and through all the different dimensions. I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but I never am.
The quote of the week a few weeks ago was her piping up out of the blue and saying something like, "When, when, when a man and a woman, or should I say a male and a female, when they, they, there are the children, they say to the children, 'well, that's not right is it?' and the children, they do it anyway and we say 'did their parents do that or not?' and sometimes you think it's just not right...." and baffled everyone in the office. Her rambling monologues have become a good-natured office joke, and whenever someone doesn't understand what someone else is talking about, we all chorus "When...when...when a man and a woman...."
The other day, I was taking the mickey out of her and started the "When...." thing, and jokingly asked Letitia to remind me what came next. She looked at me in an appraising way, then beamed at me and replied, "You know, you know some people, when they're happy, you can't always tell whether they're happy because some people look like this [she made a strange grimace] and I think sometimes people hide something and you can't tell." which left me completely baffled.
This woman actually works with people who have learning disabilities, some of whom have severe communication problems and/or can only understand concrete concepts. I worry for her, I really do.
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Post by medibot on Dec 19, 2007 1:55:01 GMT
I don't worry at all, i think she's utterly brilliant |
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Post by malxscfc on Dec 19, 2007 9:58:48 GMT
She sounds great - almost exactly my type. Someone whose feelings are even more sophisticated and fragile than her ability to communicate.
Could she be suffering from mild aphasia? Is she 50s/60s and a spirit of the 1960s, having frequented the King's Road rather too much? Or maybe the child of hippie parents?
And might she not be kinaesthetic too, by any chance?
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Post by ambersalamander on Dec 26, 2007 20:38:49 GMT
Possibly but I think she's just a nutter. Also think that she's lacking in confidence (partly due to English not being her first language) and has actually admitted that when she doesn't know what to say to something, she'll just say ANYTHING in order to make it look like she knows what she's doing! |
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