Waste of money, brains and time... That was around long before txt spk. Usually used by bosses wearing red braces who'd watched Wall Street one too many times.
It wouldn't surprise me if there were but not in my department. It's always worth looking here if you want to get into F1.
There's actually a job at Red Bull that might suit you.
I would offer some advice but the only fish I ever caught whilst beachcasting was a Bass who was unfortunate enough to get hooked in the eye as I was reeling in. One thing I would say though, if you cast out and believe you're watching the perfect cast as your weights and lures fly out to sea, just check there's not a metre of broken line hanging from your rod before you start celebrating.
Following up the Police 'sympathy' angle; I once had four tyres slashed outside The Golden Hind in Eastleigh (anyone remember that place?) so I called the local OB who asked, "What do you want us to do? Arrest him for stealing your air?"
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lol... ridiculous.
If my company was in financial trouble, a bit of reassurance from the boss would go some way to helping me worry about the right things, like playing football, instead.
Some of you lot are class snobs to the extreme.
There was no aggro between Mods and Rockers in the 60s. There can't have been because, as everyone knows, youths have only been out of control in the last few years. Since sweatshirts came with hoods, no doubt.
Well, there's 19 or so tracks aren't there? I guess if you take out the filler you're still left with a decent album. It was disappointing a couple of years ago (when I wanted it desperately to be a Wildhearts album) I guess, but I quite like it now.