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Jun. 7th, 2006 06:30 pmChristine #1 launched a World Cup sweepstake on our unit this morning. Carol was first to put her pound in the pot, and picked Germany. Other girls soon followed, while Janine stood by moaning "I bet I get the worst team."
"That's Togo," I said. A couple of minutes later Janine got to the front, put her pound in the pot - and picked out Togo. She immediately rounded on me accusing me of jinxing her...
Sarah #1 asked whether I'd be joining in. I said I'd play tomorrow as I only had 50p on me; Sarah straight away said she'd lend me 50p. "You don't want to be left with just rubbish teams."
I plunged my hand into the basket and picked out a slip, chanting "Come on, France...come on, France..." I got Mexico.
Coming away from the front I went over to Dawn and asked if she was in yet. She wasn't - she said she only had a load of 5p's and she wasn't sure what Christine would think of her putting those in the pot. I urged her on to do it, so she counted out a pound's worth of 5p's and took the plunge. I accompanied her to the desk; as she picked her slip I chanted "Brazil, Brazil..." She got the Dutch, which she was pleased enough about. "Hope you win," I smiled.
A grumpy old man I called greeted me with "I'm not interested." I reminded him it was the same survey he'd been doing every year for three years, but that only incensed him. "Well, I don't want to do it any more." And when I innocently asked whether his wife might be willing to do it instead, as she had last year, you could just picture him turning purple. "SHE'S NOT INTERESTED EITHER! GOOD DAY!" Click!
Twat.
Sarah came up beside me while I was on a call, showing me the slip she'd just pulled out - Ivory Coast. During the same call I heard a girl from the other side of the unit come over and announce that she'd got England. Sarah #1 called her a scabby cow!! When I came off the phone, half an hour after starting the call, Sarah moaned to me about getting Ivory Coast. I pointed out to her that Didier Drogba plays for them and she said "They're still rubbish."
On my second (coffee-less, thanks to cash shortage) coffee break I went to the lounge to hear Ali, Lesley and Paula talking about BB. They asked who I reckoned would go; Ali and Lesley were distraught when I replied Sam. They wanted Nikki out! I couldn't believe that, but Ali said Nikki really annoys her with the way she talks. I said I find Nikki pure entertainment and that she has to stay for her Morwenna Banks impressions!
Came back from break to learn Rosemary had got Brazil. Came off a call to hear Sarah #1 and Sarah #4 in conversation about Sarah #4's husband fancying Cheryl Tweedy again. Sarah #4 speculated that I too might fancy Ms Tweedy, to which I replied that I prefer her group-mates Nadine and Sarah.
"A brunette and a blonde," Sarah #1 laughed. "Do you fancy any redheads?"
"Kate Winslet."
"Is she a redhead?"
"I believe so, naturally." That led Sarah #1 to make some quip about curtains and carpets. I ask you.
France were still unclaimed at the end of the shift. Thanks a bloody lot, Sarah, if you hadn't lent me that 50p I might have picked them out tomorrow! :)
"That's Togo," I said. A couple of minutes later Janine got to the front, put her pound in the pot - and picked out Togo. She immediately rounded on me accusing me of jinxing her...
Sarah #1 asked whether I'd be joining in. I said I'd play tomorrow as I only had 50p on me; Sarah straight away said she'd lend me 50p. "You don't want to be left with just rubbish teams."
I plunged my hand into the basket and picked out a slip, chanting "Come on, France...come on, France..." I got Mexico.
Coming away from the front I went over to Dawn and asked if she was in yet. She wasn't - she said she only had a load of 5p's and she wasn't sure what Christine would think of her putting those in the pot. I urged her on to do it, so she counted out a pound's worth of 5p's and took the plunge. I accompanied her to the desk; as she picked her slip I chanted "Brazil, Brazil..." She got the Dutch, which she was pleased enough about. "Hope you win," I smiled.
A grumpy old man I called greeted me with "I'm not interested." I reminded him it was the same survey he'd been doing every year for three years, but that only incensed him. "Well, I don't want to do it any more." And when I innocently asked whether his wife might be willing to do it instead, as she had last year, you could just picture him turning purple. "SHE'S NOT INTERESTED EITHER! GOOD DAY!" Click!
Twat.
Sarah came up beside me while I was on a call, showing me the slip she'd just pulled out - Ivory Coast. During the same call I heard a girl from the other side of the unit come over and announce that she'd got England. Sarah #1 called her a scabby cow!! When I came off the phone, half an hour after starting the call, Sarah moaned to me about getting Ivory Coast. I pointed out to her that Didier Drogba plays for them and she said "They're still rubbish."
On my second (coffee-less, thanks to cash shortage) coffee break I went to the lounge to hear Ali, Lesley and Paula talking about BB. They asked who I reckoned would go; Ali and Lesley were distraught when I replied Sam. They wanted Nikki out! I couldn't believe that, but Ali said Nikki really annoys her with the way she talks. I said I find Nikki pure entertainment and that she has to stay for her Morwenna Banks impressions!
Came back from break to learn Rosemary had got Brazil. Came off a call to hear Sarah #1 and Sarah #4 in conversation about Sarah #4's husband fancying Cheryl Tweedy again. Sarah #4 speculated that I too might fancy Ms Tweedy, to which I replied that I prefer her group-mates Nadine and Sarah.
"A brunette and a blonde," Sarah #1 laughed. "Do you fancy any redheads?"
"Kate Winslet."
"Is she a redhead?"
"I believe so, naturally." That led Sarah #1 to make some quip about curtains and carpets. I ask you.
France were still unclaimed at the end of the shift. Thanks a bloody lot, Sarah, if you hadn't lent me that 50p I might have picked them out tomorrow! :)