By the time we had all sung our national anthems it was time to home
A truly multi-national company, and its true as well, still up and running today.
Do you remember those plastic models by Airfix, when it was sold off, the old factory was split into loads of small units and we had two, 10 years later and they have around 5, progress is a wonderful thing
I have just seen on the news that DNA is being used by the police to solve crimes from over 50 plus years ago, apparently, they are tracing suspects families and taking DMA samples to find/eliminate these suspects.
At the same time of course they are building up an even bigger DNA data bank.
I used to work in London, we were a small company, specialised in repairing printers
There was Bill, tall, smart, the guy who had put up the money for starting the business in the first place, and always let you know that. He was MD, Sales manager/ marketing manager and Golf promoter, Boy did he love his golf, I truly learnt the meaning of the phrase “Golf Widow”, For Bill there was only Work or Golf.
Peter, Small quite Ugandan. With the most unpronounceable I have ever come across theres no way his full name would fit in a passport, Always wore a suit, arrived before everyone else, and last to leave, Peter was the account/money/ pay chap. Great sense of humour, his desk was opposite Bills, and when Bil was on the phone Peter would pull faces until Bill had to mute the phone and laugh.
Simon, was a Nigerian, young carefree, attitude, but oh so bright, We took him on as a trainee engineer and he was just brilliant, that is, when he tuned up for work, time keeping was not his forte. But he could strip down a QMS colour laser printer faster than I could eat a sandwich.
Vladimir, Tall blond Slovak, Very interesting guy, at 17 he took his younger sister and walked/hitched across a war torn country, escaping many dangers and eventually managed to get into the UK. Within 6 months I promoted him from a workshop engineer to Service manager.
Lanh, A tiny Vietnamese lad, very bright, but always complaining, started in workshop, then out in the field, but he never really knew what he wanted, used to bring his own lunch of some dried meat, he said it was lamb, but we all suspected that this lamb barked.
And me, oh I just walked around, hands behind my back, watching and kicking butt when needed, looking over the top of my glasses at Simon as he was about to hurl a doughnut at Lanh. Waiting for Bill to go off to a golf match and I could sit as his desk !!!
Nah, just go with the flow, be yourself and have some fun. If it seems good and you enjoyed the date go for a second, theres no right or wrong to dating, but if you do the right things then it can end up good, if you do the wrong things it will end up bad
Noooooo anything but that, I'm on my bended knees, kissing your feet (wasn't that in another thread?) begging you, Not Zell, I'll confess to whatever you ask
Not sure I fully understand all this thread, but reading between the lines, things happen in life, and you just take note, and move on. Life is to short to hold grudges, live and let live is my motto
Lets just say that by the time I have rolled something that has a resemblance to an actual cigarette, I have gone past the point of wanting to smoke the darn thing
WHat do you think??
Worse still if in ten years they discover that DNA is not as individual as thought today,