The Biddie Bus

I've been getting the bus quite a lot lately and it has made me aware of how rude old people view young people to be rude. I think I've mentioned it here before, but it seems that the great british tradition of queueing is dissapearing quickly, and we are taking up the German pushing skills. Yesterday, I was the victim of one of these rude old biddies. My bus had arrived at Liverpools major bus station, Queen Square, and I just waited patiently as people pushed and shoved their way onto the bus. The old hag behind me obviously was infruriated that she wasn't making progress because I was impeding her. I thought I was being polite letting these people get on before me, but she thought this called for her to shout at me that I was ignorant, and part of the inconsiderate youth of today. 'I'm sorry?' I said, in a way that was rightly construed as 'what the hell are you talking about?' Her reaction proved to me beyond all doubt that she is right, and that she comes from an age where manners were impeccable. She showed this because she hit me. She hit me on the arm, and screamed 'Don't you talk to me like that.' Unbelievable.

I had a two day interview last week for a car sales job. I didn't have to tell any lies thankfully. It turns out the company is a local Skoda garage. I'm not sure what to make of this really. Skodas used to have a terribly embarassing reputation, but apparently they make a much better product now. Here's some old Skoda jokes I remember.
Q) How do Skoda drivers keep their hands warm?
A) Put the heated rear window on when they are pushig it.
Q) What do you call an open top Skoda?
A) A skip
Q) Why do Skodas have a rear wash wipe?
A) To remove the flies that crash into them.
Q) What do you call a Skoda with two exhaust pipes?
A) A wheelbarrow.
Q) What's the difference between putting your hand in Jordans top, and being in a Skoda?
A) You feel a bigger tit in a Skoda.
I have to go to another interview next week. I'll go with a paper bag on my head.