The office cleaner has just been to clear the bin next to my desk. Having recently moved to a new office, this is the first time I have met him. As regular readers will know, I am a man of the people and not concerned with such things as social standing, so I engaged him in polite conversation.
“Wow!” I said pointing at his eye-patch. “You’re really getting into this Talk Like A Pirate Day thing.”
“Excuse me?”
“The patch, it’s a nice touch, you know, for national Talk Like A Pirate Day. It’s all over the Internet, err, m’hearty! Arrrrr!”
“I don’t have the Internet. And I only have one eye.”
Sometimes it’s better just to keep your mouth shut.
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Oops! I always feel weird talking to the cleaning staff. Mostly because I can’t understand a word they say, either due to a very thick accent/drawl/lack of English.
I do anyway, though, ‘cos that job sucks and I really, truely want them to know I appreciate them picking up after me.
I’ll remember not to say anything about eye-patches, though.
Looks like angry will be emptying his own bin for a while.
ldbug – who wears an eye patch on National Talk Like A Pirate day anyway?!
Oli – I don’t think he was offended, just completely bemused by the whole thing…
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Just be careful. If you find some paper on your desk with a big black spot on it – it’s the pirate mark for death!
*insert worried stares and low ooooooohs here*
How did you back-pedal from that one?! ‘I see!’..?