ByronBeGone
Now, I know I can't be the only person in the world to have a complete moment of madness and actually go out with a right wee-stained tosser, who wore a yellow pervert's coat, can I? I really don't know what I was thinking at the time…I'd like to think that I just had some permanent beer goggles on at the time…or something. You'd have thought that after coming out of a 5 year relationship with a complete nutter I should have known better. You're right, I should have have. So just *what* was I thinking?
She was no help either, were there any quiet words in my shell like? No! But you may now read her thoughts on him during a trip to Stonehenge where he decided to hide some pot down his pants. Genius. Except that he then lost the fecking stuff. The thought of shagging him now makes my skin crawl, and yet not that long ago I was complaining that when we went for lunch together, he actually just wanted to eat his sandwiches. Yes, yes you did read that right. We worked together. In my defense, he was “just" a temp. I thought he was going to fuck off after the summer. So at least in that respect I had learnt my lesson after doing my last work colleague. D'oh! That just slipped out there. The thought of sleeping with a co-worker on your bosses desk is *always* a turn on. Ahem.
Anyway, during one of our many skypings, 'er and me were discussing the subject of past boyfriends and she came up with the great idea of a spray that will banish past misdemeanors! Perfect. The name of course, has to be said in Cillit Bang stylee. It was at this point that I had to give up any pretense of actually doing any work at my desk as I was trying to stifle the sniggers into my plastic corporate cup. My boss knows that lines of PERL coding don't usually cause me to collapse into giggles. Anyway, I think I got away with it and managed to do a very crap Photoshop drawing of what ByronBeGone would look like.
