Dude.......I totally broke a rock!
Ah! The week nearly over.
Well, you'll all be saddened to know my jury service is over. After only 1 week and 2 days!!! How gutted was I when I was told?
Back to work at corporate towers forthwith! Only to find out I am facilitating at the yearly "Wahey in't it brilliant working for an evil corporation!" event. I was positively ecstatic at the news.
400 people crammed into a hotel so that they can be told how they should have more fun, put the customer of the centre of things and work better as a team. This against a background of imminent redundancies, unrealistic sales targets and a divisive pay system that only rewards the bumlickers/self promoters.
How soon can I afford that escape to Slovenia?
Anyway.....Jury service, what a waste of time. You wait around in a cold room all day waiting on the off chance of being called. Of course you are sitting, by definition, with a 'cross section of society'. Now if I wanted to sit with the sort of people who are prevalant in said cross section I'd go to bingo or live in Plumstead.
Anyway it gave me the chance to win at 'cheat' and beat a hypnotist at chess (well i thought I did, maybe he wanted me to think that).
I get called right at the end of day one (well 3 ish). March into court only to find out it's kiddie porn. Imagine how pleased I am. 4 days of finding out about filth! At this stage we are sent home to allow the prosecution to 'prepare'.
After a tense nights sleep we troop into court nice and early (10:30 judges need naps!) and are relieved to find the evidence file we receive is free (mostly) of filth. Unfortunately we then sit down to a whole day of inept prosecution. The next day? We get a whole day of the defence taking apart prosecution. Day 3, expecting the defence but it's not needed as the prosecution realise how crap they are and give up. What a disappointment. Fortunately looking at the whole case I think it was the correct decision. It was more a case of stupidity than evil.
So, what was next?
A load of waiting around. I finished 'Are you Dave Gorman' (don't bother, it's not worthy of being a best seller. I've read better detergent labels) and did a few crosswords.
So here I am.
AND today the marathon journey that was the Fooz competition between the Shield/Hethers and the Dome/Lips finally came to fruition.....
Oh the excitement.
When we left it, it was 23.22 to Hethers/Shield with them 1.0 up in the first game of the 46th set. The Shield departing in the expectation of adminstering justice, Hethers to stick a couple of planks on his feet.
The momentum was all Lips/Dome, The Domes incessant banal chanting replaced with steely blocking and vapid concentration. Lips had become a new man, almost robbing The Shield of his hard won name and with a thunderbolt shot to boot.
Game one was close but went to Lips/Dome. Game two was even closer...all the way down to a play off as it hit 9.9 would it have the same end as so many recent games? This was a huge few points. It could be 23 all and the Sun Lik surely heading down Domes bull neck OR 24.22 giving the rapidly fading former gladiators Hethers/Shield their confidence back.
A flukey goal!!!!
And for once to the Shield and Hethers.
The momentum was gone, heads dropped and the final set was a formality. The final game of the final set being the biggest win of recent years. The Shield even weighed in with his rarely hit SLA of two goals.
So we're off to the Sun Lik den to claim our prize. You'll hear all of that later.
BUT in the end........Sport was the winner.
Well, you'll all be saddened to know my jury service is over. After only 1 week and 2 days!!! How gutted was I when I was told?
Back to work at corporate towers forthwith! Only to find out I am facilitating at the yearly "Wahey in't it brilliant working for an evil corporation!" event. I was positively ecstatic at the news.
400 people crammed into a hotel so that they can be told how they should have more fun, put the customer of the centre of things and work better as a team. This against a background of imminent redundancies, unrealistic sales targets and a divisive pay system that only rewards the bumlickers/self promoters.
How soon can I afford that escape to Slovenia?
Anyway.....Jury service, what a waste of time. You wait around in a cold room all day waiting on the off chance of being called. Of course you are sitting, by definition, with a 'cross section of society'. Now if I wanted to sit with the sort of people who are prevalant in said cross section I'd go to bingo or live in Plumstead.
Anyway it gave me the chance to win at 'cheat' and beat a hypnotist at chess (well i thought I did, maybe he wanted me to think that).
I get called right at the end of day one (well 3 ish). March into court only to find out it's kiddie porn. Imagine how pleased I am. 4 days of finding out about filth! At this stage we are sent home to allow the prosecution to 'prepare'.
After a tense nights sleep we troop into court nice and early (10:30 judges need naps!) and are relieved to find the evidence file we receive is free (mostly) of filth. Unfortunately we then sit down to a whole day of inept prosecution. The next day? We get a whole day of the defence taking apart prosecution. Day 3, expecting the defence but it's not needed as the prosecution realise how crap they are and give up. What a disappointment. Fortunately looking at the whole case I think it was the correct decision. It was more a case of stupidity than evil.
So, what was next?
A load of waiting around. I finished 'Are you Dave Gorman' (don't bother, it's not worthy of being a best seller. I've read better detergent labels) and did a few crosswords.
So here I am.
AND today the marathon journey that was the Fooz competition between the Shield/Hethers and the Dome/Lips finally came to fruition.....
Oh the excitement.
When we left it, it was 23.22 to Hethers/Shield with them 1.0 up in the first game of the 46th set. The Shield departing in the expectation of adminstering justice, Hethers to stick a couple of planks on his feet.
The momentum was all Lips/Dome, The Domes incessant banal chanting replaced with steely blocking and vapid concentration. Lips had become a new man, almost robbing The Shield of his hard won name and with a thunderbolt shot to boot.
Game one was close but went to Lips/Dome. Game two was even closer...all the way down to a play off as it hit 9.9 would it have the same end as so many recent games? This was a huge few points. It could be 23 all and the Sun Lik surely heading down Domes bull neck OR 24.22 giving the rapidly fading former gladiators Hethers/Shield their confidence back.
A flukey goal!!!!
And for once to the Shield and Hethers.
The momentum was gone, heads dropped and the final set was a formality. The final game of the final set being the biggest win of recent years. The Shield even weighed in with his rarely hit SLA of two goals.
So we're off to the Sun Lik den to claim our prize. You'll hear all of that later.
BUT in the end........Sport was the winner.
posted by Spunky Trunks at 8:14 PM
10 Comments:
So do you have to go back to work today?
Or can you stay away til Monday?
No! I've been back at work since Wednesday.
SOB!
Sob indeed!! Work sucks and I have to work tomorrow, yuk! Nice arse by the way! x
Well...work's better than school, only on the basis that you get paid for work.
Stig, work is not better than school, I so wish I was back at school at least then I could be immature and noone think nothing of it, then again noone really thinks nothing of it when I'm immature now, oops!
moo you may have a point there, but again I don't get paid for my suffering.
Suffering! At school?! Work is suffering my friend...now that I'm here at 9:30 in the morning and not leaving until 6pm, thats suffering!!
The big difference is at school you don't need to do anything. And you can mess around and be immature.
I may still do all that, but I don't get respect for it anymore.
Yes but at work you can get up and go outside for a minute, or get something too drink, or take the rest of the day off, or just take the whole thing off. At school you've gott too be there at 8, there's a 15 minute break at 10, 15 minutes too eat lunch at 12:30, last class ends at 2:40, go home and continiue too work until 6:30.
...and I almost forgot, you get paid at work!
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