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9/20/2006

Buddy can you spare a...

Job?

Yesterday I joined the ranks of the great unemployed.

The reasons for my getting... The hoof, sacked, the elbow, binned, given my marching orders, receiving my pink slip, canned, kicked to the curb and enroned are long and complicated so I'll not go into details at the moment. Suffice to say I was sacked for blogging.

So today I'm busy getting my act together and am trying to find a new job. Wish me luck.

Anyone who wishes to offer me a job where I can write whatever takes my fancy, please drop me a line.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sorry to hear you lost your job...but you don't need me to tell you that as one door closes, another door opens...take care.

Anonymous said...

To who ever is reading this...

Anything Ross writes on here is very much tounge in cheek, anyone who takes it seriously needs their head examined.

I would like it known that his Dad, Mum, and all his family are behind Ross 100%, We are not and never have been ashamed of him, in fact we are so very proud of him, likewise his Brother and Sister.

We are all of us put on this earth for a reason and Ross's Reason is to make us laugh, mostly at ourselves.

Love You RossPoss

jenny said...

Well said Mrs D.

Let it also be known that those of us to whom Ross is a friend are also 100% behind him.

Those who have twisted Ross' words to suit their own agenda's need to take a long look at themselves.

Divemaster GranDad said...

The two ladies said a whole load that all Ross' friends agree with, myself included.

I am just absolutely dumbstruck that it has happened again (Jenny being the previous case) although Cuzz basically prophesied it.

I'm also of the absolute belief that Ross' writings and habits did not in any way affect his performance on the job, and any "proof" that the Bainfield Bowling Club can muster up in this regard will be absolute horse-shit. He was in such a trusted position at the club that he even had keys to the place, not just for locking up after a shift, but to respond to instances of break-in too. Now, would someone as trusted as he was, be allowed to keep the keys (and job as long as he did) if his personality/habits/trustworthiness was in question? Not a fuck would he...

Hence, Cuzz, MY OPINION is fuck the whole load of them. Go back to the club, shit on the manager/fuckwits' desk, get out into the world, enjoy life, meet someone and go gaga without the aid of chemical assistants, then go back someday as a millionaire and buy the place out, fire the fuckin' lot of them and then out of spite, shut the place down.

I also have to ask what the club members think of the goings-on? Aren't they asking what's happened to their two favourite bar-people? If they are, what bullshit is fuckwit feeding them? Are the members not thinking of putting together a petition demanding answers to these questions? They are, after all, paying members and fuckwit is answerable to them.

Cuzz, maybe the writing is on the wall...time to get out of Edinburgh for a while. And to that end, you know where we are...

Unknown said...

Ladies and Gentleman,
Thank you all for your encouraging and supporting comments.