tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post5015554222794341567..comments2024-01-11T14:35:44.396+00:00Comments on Sparky Malarkey: HelenTimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-73133752909714040942009-12-13T23:09:16.301+00:002009-12-13T23:09:16.301+00:00Ugh, that's gross! You've should've pu...Ugh, that's gross! You've should've put something unmentionable in his sandwich. I'm not exactly sure what, but something that would equal how grossed out you felt!Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-35081475105525213092009-12-13T22:37:16.987+00:002009-12-13T22:37:16.987+00:00there are so many Helen's in the world! sigh. ...there are so many Helen's in the world! sigh. I was working at a Deli a few months ago. And I was in the middle of slicing lunch meat for this man who was on the phone talking about his prostrate. literally describe the test he had just undergone to make sure he was A-ok... I stopped using my phone in public after that.wordless wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17285669000735923816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-5590193937388543332009-11-24T06:08:12.525+00:002009-11-24T06:08:12.525+00:00I don't know. Now I'm tired AND confused.I don't know. Now I'm tired AND confused.CyberPetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08162744785244322710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-35766604703655139352009-11-23T22:36:38.438+00:002009-11-23T22:36:38.438+00:00Did you just accuse me of shopping at Asda?!
How ...Did you just accuse me of shopping at Asda?!<br /><br />How very dare you!Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-62113882249719098902009-11-23T22:27:16.894+00:002009-11-23T22:27:16.894+00:00I suppose they need someone to charge your credit ...I suppose they need someone to charge your credit card at Asda..CyberPetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08162744785244322710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-45916603085079861652009-11-23T20:14:56.790+00:002009-11-23T20:14:56.790+00:00Someone had offered her a job … god 'elp '...Someone had offered her a job … god 'elp 'em!!Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-4613555298737895132009-11-23T06:23:54.183+00:002009-11-23T06:23:54.183+00:00Did you remember to turn a page from time to time?...Did you remember to turn a page from time to time?<br /><br />Dumpy legs, poor dye job and frizzy hair. Did you say someone actually hired her?<br /><br />Maybe her name sister Helen Keller?CyberPetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08162744785244322710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-79769755403519713062009-11-22T19:56:56.332+00:002009-11-22T19:56:56.332+00:00OMG! Can you imagine if she got a job in Secret St...OMG! Can you imagine if she got a job in Secret Starbucks? She'd take aaaaaages making my drink and then I'd end up with something completely different!<br /><br />I think I'd prefer her to work at the medical centre!Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-29073658231647482392009-11-22T13:53:18.679+00:002009-11-22T13:53:18.679+00:00Tim, you should carry some of those sticks around ...Tim, you should carry some of those sticks around in your pocket in case of emergencies such as this.<br /><br />i think that Helen was tossing up between a job at Secret Starbucks (your Secret Starbucks) and some poor medical centre somewhere. you know the ones where the staff carry on entertaining conversations with their friends, whilst you die of the slowly expanding (imagined) brain tumour in your head?<br /><br />i hate those girls.Catastrophe Waitresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16059689371446944502noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-64679769365743908732009-11-21T15:43:45.014+00:002009-11-21T15:43:45.014+00:00Jeaux - Hello! Ah, there's no real knack to fi...Jeaux - Hello! Ah, there's no real knack to finding a Secret Starbucks, you'll just know it when you find it (particularly if the baristas undercharge you/give you freebies).Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-32721999919640672932009-11-20T23:54:51.299+00:002009-11-20T23:54:51.299+00:00I need to find a Secret Starbucks, with or without...I need to find a Secret Starbucks, with or without a Helen. All the Starbucks around here are too obvious. But I don't know how to go about looking for one.Joe Jubinvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09489419756833657839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-20375049699141310332009-11-20T21:28:59.444+00:002009-11-20T21:28:59.444+00:00Tara - If she'd spilt my coffee … well, there&...Tara - If she'd spilt my coffee … well, there'd be hell to pay, quite frankly!<br /><br />Inexplicable Device - She was clearly broken in some way.Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16214166935447694402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-4531423984597389162009-11-20T12:09:32.288+00:002009-11-20T12:09:32.288+00:00You mean to say that this Helen creature continued...You mean to say that this Helen creature continued speaking after you got her attention and didn't fall at your feet, drooling? She must have been a minion from Hell rather than an actual human female.Inexplicable DeVicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04187364843729214996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24004556.post-92131499729144307122009-11-20T01:04:53.626+00:002009-11-20T01:04:53.626+00:00I'm thinking that if that girl had managed to ...I'm thinking that if that girl had managed to spill your beverage with her selfish, table shifting moves, there would've been quite a rumble in that Secret Starbucks. I would've flown all the way over there to watch it...while pretending to read, of course. <br /><br />She sounds like the type who would answer her phone in the middle of a job interview.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16103812856035857566noreply@blogger.com