This is the life
In Sainsbury's on Saturday night Dave and I purchased three bottles of wine and a block of Lurpak (slightly salted). There were very good reasons for this, but I did wonder what the checkout girl thought we had planned for the evening. The answer: we were going to Matandamanda's for lasagne - Mat had requested the butter because they had run out.
Afterwards we saw a DVD, Todd Solonz's 1998 film Happiness, which Mat's brother Mark had given him along with the recommendation: 'This is the worst film I have ever seen.'
Of course he is wrong. It's the best film he's ever seen - he just doesn't realise it.
It's hard to imagine what anyone could find to object to in this comedy about masturbation, serial-killing, and child-rape. Surely it is perfect Sunday afternoon entertainment, with plenty for the whole family to talk about afterwards, as in: 'Daddy, what's a serial pervert rapist?'
Meanwhile, this is how it is at work: the bubbly temp comes out with odd little questions, like 'Would I look better if I was taller?' or: 'Do you like cotton wool?' (She doesn't). Lorraine frowns at squirrels capering outside: shouldn't they be hibernating? We look it up on the internet and no, they shouldn't. They would need to be fatter. The names of two members of staff appear on the 'absences' board with 'Bang!' written next to them. It turns out that they are in a meeting with a design company of that name. I thought for a moment that they'd been taken outside and shot. 'Restructuring' can work that way.
Afterwards we saw a DVD, Todd Solonz's 1998 film Happiness, which Mat's brother Mark had given him along with the recommendation: 'This is the worst film I have ever seen.'
Of course he is wrong. It's the best film he's ever seen - he just doesn't realise it.
It's hard to imagine what anyone could find to object to in this comedy about masturbation, serial-killing, and child-rape. Surely it is perfect Sunday afternoon entertainment, with plenty for the whole family to talk about afterwards, as in: 'Daddy, what's a serial pervert rapist?'
Meanwhile, this is how it is at work: the bubbly temp comes out with odd little questions, like 'Would I look better if I was taller?' or: 'Do you like cotton wool?' (She doesn't). Lorraine frowns at squirrels capering outside: shouldn't they be hibernating? We look it up on the internet and no, they shouldn't. They would need to be fatter. The names of two members of staff appear on the 'absences' board with 'Bang!' written next to them. It turns out that they are in a meeting with a design company of that name. I thought for a moment that they'd been taken outside and shot. 'Restructuring' can work that way.
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