the fcuking cnuting HMRC. first of all they make me pay revenue on a fuel that is a waste product and that would, were i not to use it have to be i) collected ii) transported iii) incinerated at great expense and increased pollution to the environment then they mistakenly send me a tax return (i'm an employee and PAYE), so i call them to let them know that they've made a mistake only to be told that that might be the case but i still have to fill one out and continue to fill one out until they decide otherwise, because of a 'computer error'.
fcuking cnuting cnuts
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Oh no, my mistake....its all the other tossers I have to deal with
For example:-
This morning, a meeting with a biomass (woodchip) boiler 'specialist'
That ended up with me revising (read re-drawing) his plans and issuing them back to him for his 'approval'
Makes a fcuking change eh ? 
The kids play it *incessantly* AAAARGH DIE BLUNT DIE DIE DIE DIE 
In fact theres a face that belongs face down in a pool of its own blood while someone nasty (I volunteer, pick me, pick me) bludgeons it to death with a piece of wood with a nail in it.
He looks like a farmer that drank too much home made scrumpy cider (complete with dead rat aftertaste). How did he even get discovered? Winner of the normandy all comers karoake and cheese eating competition maybe?
Also my colleague Anastasia would like someone to put down Sandy Thom - she of "I wish I was a punk rocker" fame.
Still happy here though. 
On an evening he goes walking them in a local park/field/open land. We have had conversations about this in the past with regards to what he does when they have a sh*t. He leaves it there and has no intention of taking a bag and removing it. I said its not nice as kids play there etc, his response to that is not bothered in the slightest. 
So I said to him that one I day I hope one of his kids falls in a pile of dog crap and it would serve him right. I know its not very nice, but sometimes it takes it to happen for people to realise. 
