Like today, for instence, there's a young lad who's lived here for about two week's. When i was in the kitchen earlier, he was telling me and a couple of other people (all nice, as the nice people outnumber the dodgy one's now) about all of the injuries he's received since he got here.
He's hurt his back, neck, shoulder, ankle, leg, wrist and head. He then added (and this is the funny bit) that he is convinced the dodgy big boss is letting himself into his room during the night and having a fight with him, just so he can say that he's beaten someone up that day.
It was funnier in person than i made it seem, but, hey, at least it's not all bad.
He's hurt his back, neck, shoulder, ankle, leg, wrist and head. He then added (and this is the funny bit) that he is convinced the dodgy big boss is letting himself into his room during the night and having a fight with him, just so he can say that he's beaten someone up that day.
It was funnier in person than i made it seem, but, hey, at least it's not all bad.
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