@@franklettering The two aren't really comparable. The guy in the sketch has no shame about having a mundane job, isn't hurting anybody and generally has nothing to be ashamed of. Brexiteers see themselves as heroes, having freed the country, despite evidence to the contrary, blinded by ideology and right-wing propaganda
Its at dinner parties like this where I like to steer the conversation towards literature. Just so that when they inevitably ask me what I am reading at the moment I can say 'Hargreaves' "Ohhh Hargreaves... would I know any of his works"? They ask, I say well Mr Bump is perhaps his finest work... they laugh politely the pretentious fools, because everybody knows that Mr Tickle was his finest hour!
Excellent, I must try that. As an aside, I do enjoy the vivid interpolations of Eric Hill and his mastery of prosaic verse. A very influential and successful author of international acclaim. Though if I were asked to single out a title I think I would be hard pressed to do so, though his early works do tend to be my favourites.
@@MrOdsplut That is very kind of you to say. But I am not as dull as you think! For example only yesterday I ran with scissors... and the day before that I recharged a battery that was clearly marked 'DO NOT RECHARGE!' Stay safe during the madness mon ami.
You know very well that no one is really interested in The Mr. Men books. So if they do show an "Interest" you can tell them to shove it where the sun don't shine.
Most people's literary habits I find have a consistent and if you'll allow me, almost hubristic tendancy either to shun or belittle that which I consider to be the greatest of all works by the spendid R. Hargreaves. Mr. Strong. Give it a go. It's a bloody good read. I'm so sorry. I'm afraid I am very, very drunk!
"I operate an advertisement distribution company for shops throughout the city. Before then, I ran a freelance operation repairing, recycling and refurbishing things"
I was at a rather posh dinner event and sat there listening to them all hooting on about their middle class carry on. Then, I don't know why, they all started to really viciously slag off binmen. I had been sat there saying nothing and one of them turned to me and asked me what I did for a living. I told them that I had been driving a dustcart for Veolia in the Medway towns for over five years and carried on eating. The conversation died and did not resuscitate for a full minute. It was one of the most enjoyable dinners I have ever had after that.
@@TheMusicalElitist Thank you. They spent the following two hours trying to 'relate to the working class person'. Their grandparents would have face-palmed. My best wishes to you.
its kind of a nice commentary on the value of authenticity in being likeable. the way his intelligent, powerful and beautiful wife watches him adoringly as he takes pride in his basic, menial labour job is quite sweet.
Před rokem+6
She's maintaining him as a body double for one of her clients who might need to drop off the grid and leave a corpse with matching dental records behind.
I used to have what some thought of as a "glamorous" job and so people would falsely give me a higher "status". When I got too seriously disabled to work I would still encounter some of these types of people and when they asked me what I did (which was usually their first question) I'd reply, "I'm a sponger'. It was great fun to see them trying to process it.
Because you think disabled people on benefits are just that? How sad, not just that you denigrate yourself but that you perpetuate the vile concept of other disabled people being "spongers". How nasty.
Sponger is a real job. Or at least it used to be. In pottery manufacturing when items were made in a mould, they would have a seam around them where the two parts of the mould had met. A fettled would use a knife to remove the excess clay, then a sponger would smooth out the surface with a wet sponge.
@@Benjiesbeenbetter. Wow! Some pottery is decorated by applying paint with a sponge as well....though they wouldn't be called spongers. Thanks for the info!
I run a street based entertainment team consisting of 6 women, mainly geared toward out of town businessmen. The rates are pretty much standard, however specialist services can be arranged for a premium. I like to give my clients full confidence in the services of my firm, so I dress in the appropriate clothing- purple zoot suit, platform shoes and peacock feather in my hat.
I used to get rid of unwanted male attention by telling guys I was a taxidermist or an embalmer. I’d only discuss what I actually do with a few people/ guys on this horrible planet.
foreign students, especially from totalitarian countries (cough, china, cough) leave dumpsters literally filled with untouched Gucci, Supreme, high cost clothing at the end of the uni year in the best student apartments in the city. it's amazing what people brought up in privilege think is normal.
I love kerb side collection week in Australia. Neighbour put out a new looking "broken" dryer and withinin the day I had it inside, fixed, running and sold. Bloody cheering.
If this were real, he's clearly not a worthless sponger leaflet distribution involves getting off your ass and getting those leaflets posted (dumping them and pretending would not be viable, long term). And surviving by scavenging is a reality for some people. He'd actually likely be the hardest working person at that dinner, were it real
Sarah Alexander's always been a grade A minx. Peter Serafinowicz and that ancient actor bloke she was boffing previously are two of the luckiest men in the world
I knew a guy who when he was talking to women in a bar and was asked "What do you do?" He would say "Rocket 🚀Scientist, or Politician! ". This was because he felt they were just asking how much he earnt. And judging him.
I learnt long ago never to judge anyone by their job (unless it's something that actually involves cruelty, like bull -fighting- torturing), but then, considering the type of people who have become president of the US over the years, everyone should have learnt that lesson by now.
gietek been there done that...new family in the village moved up from London, invited various sets of parents from the school gates to a dinner party without vetting them first. As the only sales rep around the table, we had to do a sharp exit when it became obvious neither I nor the wife were on a large 6 figure salary. You just have to console yourself with the fact that if they were real London noises, they'd be in Radlett, not Yardley Hastings
@@owenbevt3 I had to go to a wedding once when I was pregnant, never again, weddings are fucking boring, that's why they put bottles of wine on all the tables.
When I was coal mining , I used to tell the ladies that I was an " mineral extraction engineer" It gave it away when I offered her a pinch of snuff and accidentally spat my chewing tobacco on her sling- backs lol
I've never seen that sketch before and didn't make me laugh only because I found it so thought provoking----and have been in similar situations amongst professional people where I had to explain I drove a forklift for a living---the British class structure eh----?.
When dancing once,and was chatting to a woman,and told her I was a tube driver,she made a face ans walked away....silly cow! I am married now,and my wife and I are,enjoying my big pension!
This is brilliant. The rich editor has married leaflet guy because he's industrious, successful, pulled himself out of the gutter, a successful salesman who can turn any negative criticism into a business opportunity. She can see he is more genuine and has more potential than her spoonfed pretentious friends. With a little more encouragement and experience he'll leave them all in the dust.
I knew I recognised the hotty female from somewhere... I just watched the whole series of Love / Hate again recently... It's the lady who plays Nige's wife..
As a "useless" working class man that's been married to a successful, middle class women for 15 years I have been in this exact situation many, many times. The blank faces when you say what you do (look after 2 kids) is the most mortifying thing. That, and the moment the stuck up cunts walk away to find someone that is more "their type of person". I've lost count of the number of times i've heard middle class wankers spout nonsensical bullshit around a dinner table.
Not sure. I mean the comedy comes from him seeming to be the only genuine guy at the dinner party (with pretty much everyone else who opens their mouth being a smug tw*t) and also from his naivete in showing off about his job at a party like that. Is it that Americans wouldn't get it because they'd side with the other guests? (Obviously a generalisation, just wondered though, and I'm not American).
@@weswheel4834 The British viewer will immediately be struck by the class differences afoot here, which is potentially a source of embarrassment (and humour). Americans might not even perceive there is a class difference here, and thus mightn't see what is painful or funny here.
The old man was Italian and grew up during WW2, food was scarce and when they could get artichokes, they would often roast them in the oven and eat them like this. When I was a kid, he would often make these as an appetizer, they were *not* appetizing though I think this is just a case of a bunch of pretentious toffs trying to act cultured and world travelled like how they eat toasted bread and dip it olive oil
There is no finer quality in a person than the ability to speak proudly about what you do, however humble it may be.
That's exactly what I tell the lads down at the puppy stomping factory every day.
Jack......
Does the same apply to the numpties that voted for the Brexitbollox AND the Tory party agenda.?
@@franklettering salty Ramoaner alert
Jack - Also, for the other person to find the good aspects of anyone’s job.
@@franklettering The two aren't really comparable. The guy in the sketch has no shame about having a mundane job, isn't hurting anybody and generally has nothing to be ashamed of. Brexiteers see themselves as heroes, having freed the country, despite evidence to the contrary, blinded by ideology and right-wing propaganda
Its at dinner parties like this where I like to steer the conversation towards literature. Just so that when they inevitably ask me what I am reading at the moment I can say 'Hargreaves' "Ohhh Hargreaves... would I know any of his works"? They ask, I say well Mr Bump is perhaps his finest work... they laugh politely the pretentious fools, because everybody knows that Mr Tickle was his finest hour!
Excellent, I must try that. As an aside, I do enjoy the vivid interpolations of Eric Hill and his mastery of prosaic verse. A very influential and successful author of international acclaim. Though if I were asked to single out a title I think I would be hard pressed to do so, though his early works do tend to be my favourites.
You sound like a great guest
@@MrOdsplut That is very kind of you to say. But I am not as dull as you think! For example only yesterday I ran with scissors... and the day before that I recharged a battery that was clearly marked 'DO NOT RECHARGE!' Stay safe during the madness mon ami.
You know very well that no one is really interested in The Mr. Men books. So if they do show an "Interest" you can tell them to shove it where the sun don't shine.
Most people's literary habits I find have a consistent and if you'll allow me, almost hubristic tendancy either to shun or belittle that which I consider to be the greatest of all works by the spendid R. Hargreaves. Mr. Strong. Give it a go. It's a bloody good read. I'm so sorry. I'm afraid I am very, very drunk!
"The only time you should look down at someone is when you are helping them up." Jesse Jackson
F*CK yeah!
This!
Amazing quotes like that explain why he didn't become President!
"I operate an advertisement distribution company for shops throughout the city. Before then, I ran a freelance operation repairing, recycling and refurbishing things"
Now that's how you pad a resume 😂
Haha you should be an estate agent!
You, sir, must have an absolutely exemplary CV
I see you've worked in a corporate environment before.
Replace "shops" with "retailers" and "things" with "surplus inventory" for the proper corporate speak.
I love how he's brought his leaflet bag with him to dinner 😂
Carpe diem, right ? 😁
I was at a rather posh dinner event and sat there listening to them all hooting on about their middle class carry on. Then, I don't know why, they all started to really viciously slag off binmen. I had been sat there saying nothing and one of them turned to me and asked me what I did for a living. I told them that I had been driving a dustcart for Veolia in the Medway towns for over five years and carried on eating. The conversation died and did not resuscitate for a full minute. It was one of the most enjoyable dinners I have ever had after that.
Cool story bro
@@TheMusicalElitist Thank you. They spent the following two hours trying to 'relate to the working class person'.
Their grandparents would have face-palmed.
My best wishes to you.
To be honest you sound like a class bigot yourself.
Indeed! They grovelled like you have never seen or heard.
And best wishes to you too.
Gatwick for £20 that's insane!
It depends on where the journey is from. From Scotland it's a good deal, from Gatwick not so much.
@@Pining_for_the_fjords No but from South London I'd be interested for when I visit my mom.
its kind of a nice commentary on the value of authenticity in being likeable. the way his intelligent, powerful and beautiful wife watches him adoringly as he takes pride in his basic, menial labour job is quite sweet.
She's maintaining him as a body double for one of her clients who might need to drop off the grid and leave a corpse with matching dental records behind.
@ I enjoyed this back story while being deeply and appropriately unsettled by it.
@@andrewfernie4932 To be fair I stole it from Lalo in the Saul Goodman show.
Not really twat I’d take her in my Ferrari in a heartbeat
@@donlitos splendid car = tiny penis. She's already got what she wants, thanks.
I used to have what some thought of as a "glamorous" job and so people would falsely give me a higher "status". When I got too seriously disabled to work I would still encounter some of these types of people and when they asked me what I did (which was usually their first question) I'd reply, "I'm a sponger'. It was great fun to see them trying to process it.
Because you think disabled people on benefits are just that? How sad, not just that you denigrate yourself but that you perpetuate the vile concept of other disabled people being "spongers". How nasty.
Sponger is a real job. Or at least it used to be. In pottery manufacturing when items were made in a mould, they would have a seam around them where the two parts of the mould had met. A fettled would use a knife to remove the excess clay, then a sponger would smooth out the surface with a wet sponge.
Jobs dont count!! We are all interesting without saying what we dooooi to earn a crust !! Even tho i feckin live my job
@@Benjiesbeenbetter. Wow! Some pottery is decorated by applying paint with a sponge as well....though they wouldn't be called spongers. Thanks for the info!
What is the best job for the thinking man? Leafleting, cus it leaves your mind free to think and soar as you trudge from door to door.
There's actually some truth in that.
I find that applies to any job as long as you're okay with a few things getting broken.
Any physical labour is good for thinking actually.
@@Kris.G that's why I've worked in a kitchen. I can put my music on and wash away and think.
Think about what though?
Going to small firms to get work is quite enterprising. I would admire someone who does that. M.
Xander channelling his Dylan Moran
Lol. The artichokes! 😂
I thought the leafleteer would eventually become angry and throw them all out of his house...
That would have been a better punchline.
When he first said what he "did as a job" I thought he said "Loo fitter" !!!
That would have been incredibly funny
Good twist.
I like the Gatwick for 20 pounds comment at the end. That puts it in true perspective. All work has value.
I run a street based entertainment team consisting of 6 women, mainly geared toward out of town businessmen. The rates are pretty much standard, however specialist services can be arranged for a premium. I like to give my clients full confidence in the services of my firm, so I dress in the appropriate clothing- purple zoot suit, platform shoes and peacock feather in my hat.
Can I contact you about the services your business offers?
Gator is that you??
@@NeilCWCampbell love that film
They're eating a Terry's Chocolate Cabbage.
Terry's Chocolate Chrysanthemum more like.
+TheLivingHeiromartyr It's called "artichoke".
Actually, it’s a globe artichoke you ignorant morons.
@@murrayofparton that's right. Those fucking ignorant imbeciles whose mothers were prostitutes and fathers cleaned septic tanks in local hospitals.
@@olracsobi8352 Terry's chocolate cabbage, it's called a joke actually.
I used to get rid of unwanted male attention by telling guys I was a taxidermist or an embalmer. I’d only discuss what I actually do with a few people/ guys on this horrible planet.
Those are huge and frightening looking artichokes.
I love this show ❤
As an autistic man I can completely relate😂
I've been to this dinner party.
This is so accurate down to the tacky champagne flutes and repro furniture
And the artichoke, a terrible meal only ever eaten by the abjectly awful.
And the carpet 😂
The sort of people who have to buy their own furniture. Alan Clark, probably
@@willsagain 😆
Scavenging (dumpster diving) at University apartments at the end of a school year can yield surprisingly good stuff.
Mini fridges, electronics, books, clothing.
foreign students, especially from totalitarian countries (cough, china, cough) leave dumpsters literally filled with untouched Gucci, Supreme, high cost clothing at the end of the uni year in the best student apartments in the city. it's amazing what people brought up in privilege think is normal.
@@butthz8850perfectly serviceable jumpers...
I love kerb side collection week in Australia. Neighbour put out a new looking "broken" dryer and withinin the day I had it inside, fixed, running and sold. Bloody cheering.
I almost completely furnished a flat from the the kerbside throwouts in Sydneys affluent Eastern suburbs@@goodshipkaraboudjan
If this were real, he's clearly not a worthless sponger leaflet distribution involves getting off your ass and getting those leaflets posted (dumping them and pretending would not be viable, long term). And surviving by scavenging is a reality for some people. He'd actually likely be the hardest working person at that dinner, were it real
sorry but where exactly did he get his degree and how many years did it take?
@@GothicKittyMadnessWhat has a degree to do with anything?
Theres a guy racing in the Porsche Carrera Cup who buys and sells secondhand whisky barrels...where there's muck, etc...
@theglumrant9477 bet he barrels along!
Sarah Alexander's always been a grade A minx. Peter Serafinowicz and that ancient actor bloke she was boffing previously are two of the luckiest men in the world
Gerald Harper? Ancient? He's only 40 years her senior.
@@frankshailes3205 Gerald Harper was pulling birds when Moses was wearing shorts
One of her first parts was in Lovejoy ,grade a minx lol
@@stevenhendry-yq5zy ooh thanks for the heads up, I'll check that out 🙂
it's brilliant innit!
It's kicking off
I knew a guy who when he was talking to women in a bar and was asked "What do you do?" He would say "Rocket 🚀Scientist, or Politician! ". This was because he felt they were just asking how much he earnt. And judging him.
Tony Gardner's in the clip; brilliant as the Valuxian shape-shifter Brian Johnson in 'My Parents Are Aliens'!
Haha it was a great show
@@AA-hg5fk S05E11 'Pygmalien' 🤣
Fantastic wigs as usual!
Brillant!
Liz is shockingly pretty
I learnt long ago never to judge anyone by their job (unless it's something that actually involves cruelty, like bull -fighting- torturing), but then, considering the type of people who have become president of the US over the years, everyone should have learnt that lesson by now.
We used to go to wine bars and when chatting up girls, we would say we were milkmen and that our dads were in prison for bank robbery. What a hoot.
Sarah Alexander!
I like the guy in the green shirt at the end of the table, who is totally speechless.
Wouldn't you hate being at a party like that?
gietek been there done that...new family in the village moved up from London, invited various sets of parents from the school gates to a dinner party without vetting them first. As the only sales rep around the table, we had to do a sharp exit when it became obvious neither I nor the wife were on a large 6 figure salary.
You just have to console yourself with the fact that if they were real London noises, they'd be in Radlett, not Yardley Hastings
I do.
I survived an entire wedding like that, alcohol is the key,.
@@owenbevt3 I had to go to a wedding once when I was pregnant, never again, weddings are fucking boring, that's why they put bottles of wine on all the tables.
@@uniquerebeljaney3639 Hang on a second....
He looks like Dylan Moran..
Needs a cigarette and bottle of plonk, though.
Just the reason i clicked on the video! :D
When I was coal mining , I used to tell the ladies that I was an " mineral extraction engineer"
It gave it away when I offered her a pinch of snuff and accidentally spat my chewing tobacco on her sling- backs lol
Gatwick for £20. Always a winner.
Years ago I met a dog walker who made £700 per week, boom
Were they in London or a cheaper area? That's only 35k per year.
@@HappyHubris That's pretty good for probably a couple of hours work a day
... So that's why she married him. That... explains a lot.
She fly's from Gatwick a lot
sarah alexander is gorgeous
Try telling people you’re an, as yet, unpublished novelist. They immediately translate it as “unemployed”.
"I'm not a failed DJ. I'm a pre-successful DJ."
That's like saying you're a lotto winner in waiting.
I'm a published author, and it's STILL like that :-(
Status snobs are the same the world over.
I've never seen that sketch before and didn't make me laugh only because I found it so thought provoking----and have been in similar situations amongst professional people where I had to explain I drove a forklift for a living---the British class structure eh----?.
Working hard always wins
When dancing once,and was chatting to a woman,and told her I was a tube driver,she made a face ans walked away....silly cow!
I am married now,and my wife and I are,enjoying my big pension!
Dom and Princess Nut Nuts.
I occasionally call my dog Prince Nutnut. Really suits him.
It is a wonder they did not kick him out of the house.
How is he sponging when he’s probably working 60 hours a week?
If his wife is making multiples more...
It's funny because delivering leaflets isn't usually considered to be a good job.
Really? How so?
@@rambledogs2012 Clearly this guy is paying than £20 to get to Gatwick.
Leafleting is actually shit. Can confirm
What degree do you need to get into leafleting? Can you just do a Bachelor's or do I need to an honours year or masters?
My advice would be to go into litter picking instead.
You don't need any qualifications you just pick it up as you go along
You just need a wonderful wife who is the editor for an influential national paper.
Mrs. Edna Welthorpe Bless your heart, your basement Nazi fuck.
Careful you don't cut yourself on that edge.
@@ewanmcfadyen3183 3 years later I gave your comment a like.
Like ,so random, blood.
Media Studies
Brilliant but that ending..?!
What are they eating?
Artichoke, I think.
This is brilliant. The rich editor has married leaflet guy because he's industrious, successful, pulled himself out of the gutter, a successful salesman who can turn any negative criticism into a business opportunity. She can see he is more genuine and has more potential than her spoonfed pretentious friends. With a little more encouragement and experience he'll leave them all in the dust.
its artichoke
i thought it was a lot of little t urnips arranged like a santa tree
Gatwick for £20? Which century was this?
21st.
From Crawley.
Good on guys like him. So many shites at these dinner parties look down on people
I knew I recognised the hotty female from somewhere... I just watched the whole series of Love / Hate again recently... It's the lady who plays Nige's wife..
We all know intellectual snobs like this
they arent intellectual snobs, they are your common as muck money snobs
WTF are they eating?
Artichoke
Leaflet guy wins!
Bloody artichokes,what's the point??!!
I love the fact that he was deriding the leaflet dropper but then he actually took his leaflet! Its like "Really?? Can you not see the irony??" 😂
That's part of the comedy.
As a "useless" working class man that's been married to a successful, middle class women for 15 years I have been in this exact situation many, many times.
The blank faces when you say what you do (look after 2 kids) is the most mortifying thing. That, and the moment the stuck up cunts walk away to find someone that is more "their type of person". I've lost count of the number of times i've heard middle class wankers spout nonsensical bullshit around a dinner table.
A lot of people are job snobs
I love this: the sort of British comedy that Americans would never "get" in a million years.
Not sure. I mean the comedy comes from him seeming to be the only genuine guy at the dinner party (with pretty much everyone else who opens their mouth being a smug tw*t) and also from his naivete in showing off about his job at a party like that. Is it that Americans wouldn't get it because they'd side with the other guests? (Obviously a generalisation, just wondered though, and I'm not American).
I am an American. Comedy is universal, and so is rudeness. Cheers.
@@weswheel4834 The British viewer will immediately be struck by the class differences afoot here, which is potentially a source of embarrassment (and humour). Americans might not even perceive there is a class difference here, and thus mightn't see what is painful or funny here.
really confused what they are eating
backouttathis Globe artichoke, you eat the fleshy base of the flower buds.
Just because of this sketch I bought globe artichokes, made some cheesy dipping sauce and had white wine with it. They were delicious.
@@Kris.G Because of this sketch I bought 2 of Mario's 14'' pizzas - only £9, delicious.
Its in one of the leaflets.
Arti chokes 3 for a quid.
Best value assassin.
Haha me too, showing my working class roots as I didn't even recognise what they were eating!
Is that for real how bougie people eat artichoke?
The old man was Italian and grew up during WW2, food was scarce and when they could get artichokes, they would often roast them in the oven and eat them like this. When I was a kid, he would often make these as an appetizer, they were *not* appetizing though
I think this is just a case of a bunch of pretentious toffs trying to act cultured and world travelled like how they eat toasted bread and dip it olive oil
How else are you supposed to eat them? The dip is probably mayonnaise. Its a great combination
how else WOULD one eat artichoke?
Well that went nowhere.
That dinner party would be in London, right? Full of c***s.
Islington.
Absolutely epitomises the dwindling London middle classes desperately holding on to their status as it all crumbles around them.
SHE SHOULD HAVE SAID
HES GOT A BIG NOB
You are defined by your job. This is what fascism looks like.
sad all round.
Its a state of organised fascism, a voting dictatorship
That isn't what fascism is. Not even close.
@@jackoates6418 yes. Fascism today was in Ukraine with neonazis taking power during the cue of 2014. With the help of Americans, of course.
@@rycka88 Speaking of jobs, there's a boot licker position going at the Kremlin right now!
was this meant to be funny?
I remember telling some bloke that my wife is the breadwinner and he literally had a stroke
What are they eating, armadillo 😂 or artichokes?