Dude in bar: email me, it’s martin underscore clarke at aol dot com
Bret: Underscore is your middle name is it?
Dude in bar: Why don’t you just come down to the office…
…or so they say
Dude in bar: email me, it’s martin underscore clarke at aol dot com
Bret: Underscore is your middle name is it?
Dude in bar: Why don’t you just come down to the office…
For your nice lady who doesn’t try to over-friendly me insincerely, and who puts a very large heaped teaspoon of sugar in my coffee, allowing me to believe there is only one sugar in there but still enjoy the taste of really sugary coffee.
From your yummy lattes, to your very reasonable prices (large latte £1.50).
And lastly for your proximity to my office which allows me to walk there without need for a coat even on the coldest day, thereby allowing me to pretend I am popping to the loo rather than leaving the building.

People; if I am wearing over the head headphones (very bloody obvious headphones), you should assume from this that I cannot, (and do not) want to hear you.
Comments directed at me which are not valid at such a time are as follows;
“ha! I did not realise there was a black dot after our logo!” (yes – i suppose you wouldn’t as you have also failed to notice the headphones covering my ears).
“Kirses! Kirses! My volume is not working!!” (‘well if you have your headphones plugged in and the little speaker symbol bottom right on your desktop is not muted then I don’t see why that would be’. Colleague looks at her desk for the ‘speaker on her desktop’….I slowly die a little more inside).
I am not a music snob, but this morning’s station chosen by ‘the older generation’ (but not older by enough to warrant this), is apalling. Witness this sample;
Do it to me one more time – Captain and Tenille
Working my way back to you – The Spinners (the crap 80′s version)
Something crap by Lionel Richie
When people see a missed call and call you back, then warble a bit without actually speaking when you answer, forcing you to guess who they are… My fault for not leaving a message I suppose.
I don’t know why I use ebay – its just a recipe for making me irritated. Why is it that there is always one twat person who asks how much I would charge to post the item abroad when I have clearly said UK only? As for the idiots who email offering a fixed sum to end the auction, ummm have they understood what auction means?
Its no coincidence that these idiots people invariably write eloquent messages like this:
‘hi willing buy bike £200 cash 2daY get back please thanx buddy’
Probably an unpopular view but I preferred Frost/Nixon to Milk … Considering it was quite a dry subject, Frost/Nixon was strangely compelling. I think it was mainly down to the two leads – Frank Langella and Michael Sheen . Both actors were just stunning. Equally though Sean Penn was amazing as Harvey Milk, if he gets an Oscar for it, it will be well deserved. I did find that Milk dragged on a bit whereas Frost/Nixon kept my attention all the way through (no mean feat).
Yesterday I had a fit of guilt over how many pairs of boots I own (6), and how many pairs I wear (2). Consequently 3 pairs are now on ebay. My favourite of the three and most likely to sell are these.
I really love them, however I just never wore them in – being Docs I reckon they have the potential to be really comfy – like my other doc boots, but I just can’t get it together to wear them enough.
Annoyingly whenever i look at this picture of me wearing them I want to keep them – must…be…strong…and sell them to make room for the formal heels I need to buy for a dinner dance in a couple of weeks. God knows I need the room in my wardrobe too.