The following Dodgers have been smited by the JDK for their crimes against Jam:
All the girls! for picking on the JDK and damaging his already delicate self esteem!
The Basserd Who Nicked Copper's Stuff For the offense of nicking Copper's stuff. You are a tw*t, whoever you are and we all hope you get run over by a tram in Nottingham. Or Liverpool. Or whereever else they have trams!
Copper For the crime of playing with her Wii instead of her Jammie pals!
Assuming however that it is a seriously offensive term, one had to ask... how the hell did you manage to accidentally tell 30 people that they were one.
"Here, Geoff. You're a d*bber. Oh and Jim, you're a d*bber. Ian, Frank, Willy, you're all d*bbers."
A d*bber is not-too-offensive swearie, but actually means a semi-erect p*nis,
I basically said the whole interview scenario was a stich-up, names were against posts before we even got in there, so you could have said what you like and unless you were a complete d*bber you'd get the job.
All those without a job or who didnt get their 1st choice kinda too offence. They didnt realise what I meant was that ovbiously their name werent pencilled in against those posts!
Some guy on the phone was trying to impress and intimidate us by constantly repeating that he was the Vice President of Company XYZ as he thought this would make us cave to his demands (I no longer remember what he wanted, I just remember him being a real jerk).
Anyway, in relating this story to my own VP who I happened to be friendly with (so my guard was down) - I blurted out - "And he thought he was such hot s**t... but VP's are a dime a dozen" After seeing the look on his face I quickly added "in large companies like that!" but the damage was done...
Heh. I, of course would never upset someone by accidentally insulting them. Except for that one time whan I said that part-timers were all wasters and the 4 part time girls who sit near me lynched me... and that time when I was sitting next to the HR director at a bank function thing and announced that everyone from Peterborough was a bit strange. Guess where he came from... oh and the other day when I explained to the guy who runs the donner kebab van near my house that he needed to aim his menu at the lowest common demoniator. There was a scouser standing right next to me...