"As part of the audit he had to cross the paint shop which was virtually staffed by women. I thought nothing of it until the poor boy came back in nearly in tears. Now I thought the main shop floor of blokes was bad until this chap told me what these women had said as he walked past."
What on earth could they have said to the poor little mite?
"Is that only a 4 inch brush"?
"Would yer like to be glossed over"?
"Fancy a bit of a rub down"?
"Come an' do what it says on the tin"?
"My mate says can you come and primer"?
