I got a couple where I work, and it makes for good banter and all that but today, today it was as if Beelzebub was released from the gates of hell. In came one to my office, sniping and wingeing in utter disbelief that we had actually signed Bellamy.
Court cases, debts .... moan, moan, winge, winge so I said to one of the Directors who was in the office at the time;
'Can you give me some vegetable oil please?'
he said, 'what?'
I said, 'vegetable oil'
He said, 'what do you want vegetable oil for?'
I said, 'for this wingeing Jack, so he can cook the big chips on his shoulders!'
O' how everybody in the office laughed and the Jack went on his way with his tail between his legs.