So, I was at work last night, gleefully interrupting the enjoyment of many young kids. And who should walk by but Tha ‘Wulf, noting the shocking amount of real nerds watching Serenity. Nerds, at the opening night of the biggest nerd-fest of the year? Surely not.
Also, a lesson in gender titles. I tend to use the generic ‘guys’ to address a mixed sex group. Like the group of scrotes I was moving on yesterday. Some of the (allegedly) female members of the group took offence (we’re not guys, we’re girls), so I upped the sarcasm a bit and threw them a “ladies and gentlemen, get a move on and go”. “We’re not ladies!” says the same girl. The lads had moved on, and I was getting bored, so raised the ante a bit and gave them a quick “Weemen! Get your arses in gear and go away.” And they did. Which was nice.
Also: if you’re going to state my actions are illegal, you better know which part of law I’m supposed to be breaking.
“You can’t do that! That’s against the law!”
“I work in the **** and that’s against the law!”
“THE law! Just the law generally!”
“Which part of the law? Because what I’m currently doing is fulfilling a) my obligations under the Licencing Act, b) my obligations to my employer and c) my obligations under relevant Breech of the Peace Leglislation.”
“It’s against the law”
“Which law was that again?”
“There is no specific law, it’s just ‘the law'”
“Yeah, buh bye.”
There’s a hint of sarcasm here that has me narrowing my eyes somewhat.
Sarcastic? Moi? Don’t even know the meaning of the word…
There may have been a little sarcasm. Just a little bit, mind.