Pic. No. 1. Hazel looks like a rabbit caught in headlights when she does Phil’s expenses. She is thinking ‘what GL code can I put THAT under?’
If anyone fancies a bit of personality profiling, I am going to tell you what everyone ordered: Hazel; Ocean Catch, Becks and I; Piri Piri Chicken, Juan; Standard Burger Meal; and (here is the weird one), Phil; who ordered nothing! The reason it is weird is because of the nicknames that he has revolving around food, such as gannet, hollow-legs, gut-bucket, billy-goat (as in he will eat things that make a billy-goat puke), dustbin, and man-boobs (now shortened to Moobs for expediency’s sake).
Pic. No. 2. Eating at your desk is "completely disgusting" [Juan, April 2009]
Noticing the new Burger King packaging, a conversation quickly arose revolving around how shocking the calorific value of a burger was, and what you would have to do to burn that amount of calories off (sorry can’t post the results of that conversation!). Meanwhile, Hazel and I were lamenting the days when the only way you could tell how fat food was going to make you, was to heat it over a Bunsen burner (remember the peanut experiment in chemistry?). Suddenly, we heard a ‘PARP PARP’ as the container drew up outside and the driver sounded his horn.
With everyone ‘Burger-Kinged-up’, the container was unloaded in 1 hour and 10 minutes flat. That is ab-so-bloody-lutely-super-fast for a 40’ High Cube.
Pic. No. 3. Becks working like a pit pony
In fact, the outbound vans were being loaded before the container had left. That is very slick that is. Wow. BK meals are the new marching powder!