World Gone Mad
Jul. 16th, 2003 09:34 amEvery morning, when I go upstairs for my tea and evil-on-toast, I'm reminded that the world is a little bit more mad than I'd like it to be. And not in a good way.
My company's yellow-spready-stuff-of-choice is currently I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. The lid of the tub says "I Can't Believe I'm Not Famous", and has a yellow outline of a head with the words "win you face here" written on it. It is, apparently, a nationwide search for a celebrity in conjunction with The Sun.
Now. I don't mean to be awkward, but why would I want my face on plastic tubs throughout the UK ? Why would this be a good thing ?
I am however, pleased by their honest admission: Apply here, no talent required. It does confirm the theory that there is officially No Talent At All required to acheive celebrity.
My company's yellow-spready-stuff-of-choice is currently I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. The lid of the tub says "I Can't Believe I'm Not Famous", and has a yellow outline of a head with the words "win you face here" written on it. It is, apparently, a nationwide search for a celebrity in conjunction with The Sun.
Now. I don't mean to be awkward, but why would I want my face on plastic tubs throughout the UK ? Why would this be a good thing ?
I am however, pleased by their honest admission: Apply here, no talent required. It does confirm the theory that there is officially No Talent At All required to acheive celebrity.
celebs 'r' us
Date: 2003-07-16 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-07-16 01:49 am (UTC)Or something
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Date: 2003-07-16 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-16 01:56 am (UTC)I find Marmite is a wonderful thermometer. The other day my jar in the office was very runny which led me to believe (together with the sweat on my brow) that it was very warm.
Makes it more spreadable mind!
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Date: 2003-07-16 02:03 am (UTC)Of course it's not.
But you try telling
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Date: 2003-07-16 02:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-16 02:25 am (UTC)And it tastes foul ;-)
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Date: 2003-07-16 02:26 am (UTC)<FX: goes off to secret lab under volcano muttering about how "they'll pay">
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Date: 2003-07-16 02:52 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-07-16 02:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-16 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-16 03:07 am (UTC)Black ones are still satan, though.
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Date: 2003-07-16 04:02 am (UTC)Then I met someone who felt indifferent to olives. Man, that shook my world. It's like being the gourmet equivalent of the SDP.
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Date: 2003-07-16 08:35 am (UTC)Eeek
Date: 2003-07-16 10:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-16 01:47 pm (UTC)A postscript
Date: 2003-07-17 01:32 pm (UTC)Unrelatedly - I have a nomination for Designated Hero of the Week - Bill. I was shocked to learn yesterday that Sylvia has started to send (polite) e-mails to people telling them that packages have arrived at reception (I'm assuming here that you are already familiar with her temper tantrum at Bill last week, and the events leading up to it). This sudden helpfulness is apparently the end result of Bill's 'little bit of fun', for which many of us are very grateful.
Re: A postscript
Date: 2003-07-17 01:49 pm (UTC)Euch. Oh well, I suppose those of us who don't like marge much will cope.
I have a nomination for Designated Hero of the Week - Bill
He'll have to be yours, I think; I have to see it for it to count. Anyway, I've been quite confused by the whole episode. I get loads of parcels at work and have always had a nice phonecall off Them Upstairs when post's arrived. Must be my charm :)
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Date: 2003-07-18 08:51 am (UTC)Thats the power of advertising for you.
Re: A postscript
Date: 2003-07-20 01:29 pm (UTC)What did Bill do to Sylvia?