I started my new job as a lumberjack this morning. The boss must have taken an immediate dislike towards me as I had only been there two minutes before he gave me the axe.
I am having the best holiday ever in Ireland. I am walking on Eire.
I got sacked from my job at a clothes alteration shop yesterday. It is my own fault really, some days I couldn’t even be bothered to turn up.
I read an article about using your brain. It got me thinking.
I don’t know why I bother listening to all these pirate radio stations. I can’t understand a word of Somali.
My dad wouldn’t hurt a fly. Which is why he lost his job at Rentokil.
I am sitting on a train. I should probably climb inside and sit down before we reach a tunnel.
I have an irrational fear of warrior princesses, I must be a Xenaphobe.
I work at the Lost Luggage office at Manchester Airport. All my enquiries are dealt with on a case by case basis.
I always clean my entire house religiously. Once for Easter and once for Christmas.