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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
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@JC said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
I have a fat lip at the moment and I'm stopping myself from smiling as it hurts.
My lip hurt a lot after reading that. Nothing quite like low expectations being smashed through the floor.
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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
I have a fat lip at the moment and I'm stopping myself from smiling as it hurts.
My lip hurt a lot after reading that. Nothing quite like low expectations being smashed through the floor.
You can't not elaborate on the fat lip mate
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@voodoo said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
I have a fat lip at the moment and I'm stopping myself from smiling as it hurts.
My lip hurt a lot after reading that. Nothing quite like low expectations being smashed through the floor.
You can't not elaborate on the fat lip mate
Giving my favourite horse a cuddle and scratch and had my forehead rested against her and the neighboring horse came to the fence which vexed her and she reared her head which clouted me in the moosh!
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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@voodoo said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
I have a fat lip at the moment and I'm stopping myself from smiling as it hurts.
My lip hurt a lot after reading that. Nothing quite like low expectations being smashed through the floor.
You can't not elaborate on the fat lip mate
Giving my favourite horse a cuddle and scratch and had my forehead rested against her and the neighboring horse came to the fence which vexed her and she reared her head which clouted me in the moosh!
Excellent
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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@Snowy said in Working in London:
So pashing a horse and she bit you, was the way I read that. You need consent.
I always thought the wink was consent?
And if she lets you place the stepladder behind her?
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@JC said in Working in London:
@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@JC said in Working in London:
@Crucial The Costa at Stansted airport was where I got the second worst cup of coffee I can remember. Tarry and acrid. I recall I didn't actually swallow any of it, I just spit it back into the cup. Then in typical UK fashion I refrained from complaining and bottled up my bitterness to vent online years later.
What was the worst?
About 2 years ago, driving back to Hawkes Bay we needed to stop for Mrs JC to use the loo at Tarawera. I thought a coffee might be nice but since I was already several cups deep I thought I'd risk a decaf (which I never usually drink). I paid my $4.50 and wasn't expecting much but I was still surprised when the "barista" pulled out a can of Nescafe decaf and spooned it into the cup then dumped some superheated hot water into it. It was fucking disgusting.
Still better than most coffee you can find in Asia, especially Japan.
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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@Snowy said in Working in London:
So pashing a horse and she bit you, was the way I read that. You need consent.
I always thought the wink was consent?
Doesn’t it depend what she winks?
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@Kiwiwomble said in Working in London:
[edit - split from the Hong Kong thread]
@dogmeat apparently there is a law firm in london with a central core of sleeping pods and its own Mcdonalds (free) so people never have to leave
I know at least one of the Magic Circle firms has an in-house laundromat and gym so you don't even have to go home to do your washing or exercise...
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The lunchtime drinking at my work is excellent. It’s endemic from the bottom to the very top. At least once a month we don’t go back to the office. The Dutch guys always expect it when they come over.
Not really a coffee guy, a nice cup is good but it’s not worth seeking out. I just have the machine crap at work which does me well.
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@MajorRage said in Working in London:
The lunchtime drinking at my work is excellent. It’s endemic from the bottom to the very top.
You work from home.
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@Hooroo said in Working in London:
@Snowy said in Working in London:
So pashing a horse and she bit you, was the way I read that. You need consent.
I always thought the wink was consent?
I was discussing a case of horse related bestiality with a lawyer friend who was defending. I asked what sort of horse as size would be important. Ie if it was a Shetland Pony the horse would have little chance but if it was say a Shire Horse and you needed a box to stand on it could simply move away. “ah!” He said, “a consenting horse, I think this could work”.
Apparently it didn’t.
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@Catogrande sorry to hear mate, hopefully you can still get on tsf from inside.
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@Bones Community service but my internet usage is monitored. They’re happy with most people on here. You, not so much.
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