Thursday, 17 June 2010

Pub Update

13th Spitfire is now officially a bartender (I know, cool right?) at a local pub. He is very happy, so much so that he is going to continue with this ridiculous third-person narrative. The German coat-of-arms is just there for good measure.

Moreover, as the euro continues to dance on the brink of calamity, the people responsible for the deepening debacle have finally come up with a scheme that will save it once and for all. It’s a cunning plan that draws heavily on that old joke about a European heaven and hell. You’ll be familiar with it: in heaven the police are British, the cooks are French and the engineers are German; while in hell, the police are German, the cooks are British and it’s all organised by the Italians.

You can be sure that whichever way the EU goes it will end in tears. Hurray!


Mrs Rigby said...

Good. Pleased the 'tryout' went okay and you landed something permanent-ish. You'll enjoy it, and look back on it when you're doing your degree-based work after graduating. And no, you don't sound like a media studies person.

As for the rest, maybe you can count your blessings that you won't be working in the kitchen!

All Seeing Eye said...

Best of luck. Everyone should have a stint working behind a bar - it's both a great leveller and an eyeopener.