Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Come Dine With Me

Come Dine With Me

My boss had a rare visit at home from a friend…
 
Me: “How did it go last night, with your friend?”
 
My boss: “It went very well. Do you know what? He brought a bottle of wine!”
 
Me: “Oh that was nice of him. Did you cook?”
 
My boss: “No, no. He came round to watch the football match with me.”
 
Me: “Did you have nibbles then?”
 
My boss: “HE brought nibbles with him. We had a glass of wine and some peanuts watching the football.”
 
Me: “Don’t you think you should have bought some nibbles?”
 
My boss: “I did buy some Doritos but I didn’t need to get them out because he brought peanuts.”
 
The cleaner <under her breath whilst mopping the floor>: “Tight git!”
 
Me: “Will you be seeing your friend again soon?”

My boss: “No, I don’t think so. He said he’s usually very busy every evening and at weekends.”
 
I notice a small packet of “Tangy Cheese” Doritos on his desk.

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