We had a new teacher start last week, and I already have a nickname for her: Talkie. This woman can talk! You don't have a conversation with her, you listen to her give a lecture and squeeze a word or two in every five minutes. She's worse than WhingeBag.
Also, the former 'New Girl' will now be called Daftie (not in a bad way).
Smileroid has turned in his notice;
NewGirl has turned down a different job but is still looking;
Pompous Ponce is still threatening to leave;
WhingeBag has been updating her CV (it's interesting what one can learn when they check the 'Recent Documents' file).
Frankly, I'll be glad to see the lot of them go.
Fresh Meat coming in a few weeks.
In the office using the computer
WhingeBag: 'This computer's going very slow.'
MrT: 'That's because it's Old Secretary's computer. It goes as fast as she does. If it went any faster, it'd confuse her even more.'