A measure of the crapth of my life

Recently our new gaffer calls me over and says "Do me a favour Alan? Stores is a s**t-tip: would you mind straightening it out for me please, and then keep an eye on it?"

Sure, I said.

Yesterday one of the lads asked for the key so he could put in a delivery of brass cup washers. Oh good, sez I, we're out of stock of them. No we aren't, he says, this is a top-up. Definitely out of stock, I replied: hey Gaz, remember we checked the other day and we were out of stock?

Blank looks. Bit of research and checking. Yep: I'd f**king *dreamed* it. Honestly. Dreamed it.

Shoot me in the head.

Posted By: Sugbad The Bad, Jul 15, 21:39:09