Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic reminds me.......
I too worked for a car rental company, Hertz, utter cunt of a manager, Lyn Lees I shall call her, for that is the cunts name.
Had to take cars/vans to local army/raf bases, bring different one back. No lifts.
Used to always stop for a fag and something to eat, sometimes a bit of a lie down in the sun.
Best day ever, driving a Jag X-Type with about 20 miles on the clock, around newquay, with my own CD's blasting out!
We had a depot at Newquay Airport, which is quiet as shit, and the cunt was based at Truro Train Station, so I spent a nice summer laying on the grass outside the office, flirting with the boys from Avis next door, and driving brand new cars.
If it were my job to lock up at night, and open in the morning (Only usually one person on at the airport) I'd take a car home and spend the evening cruising around with my mates, using company fuel, and having a blast in a brand new, top of the range motor.
I knew all along I was going to jack it in at the end of the summer, and couldn't care less if I got sacked, so I really took the piss.
It was awesome, but I really really do not miss the cunt. her hubby was a matlow and cheated continually on her, which I'm assuming is why her face always looked like she had a lemon shoved up her ass!

Edit: And apologies to 100% Cock for building Lyn up and failing to deliver :P
Ok, where to start? She was a bit of a slag. She redid her make-up every 10 minutes or so, and had her hair straighteners in the office which she used every half hour or so. I ran a brush through my hair in the morning and slapped a bit of mascara on before I left the house. For this reason she was always making snide remarks about my appearance. I was 21 and gorgeous, she was late 40's and haggard, I think it was jealousy. (I'm now 29 and not as gorgeous as i was when I was 21 boooo) She had this croney that worked there, Sadie. Sadie was golden bitch. She was allowed to do anything. If I was a mere 2 minutes late I would be bollocked, if Sadie was half hour late that was fine. Sadies boyfriend (or was at the time anyway) is no other than BBC Radio Cornwall's David White. A big fat letch of a pervert who kept touching my ass at the Xmas party. I digress....
Lyns husband was in the Navy, and lived up to his Matlow reputation, I think the make-up, the hair and the utter cuntiness stemmed from her low self esteem. Her face could almost have been pretty if it wasn't so fucking sour. I can't really remember any one great situation, she was just a sly little bitch to everyone. You all know what I mean, you've all met a Lyn Lees in your life somewhere.....
( user_names_suck, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 12:49, 9 replies)

I feel that you built Lynn up
and failed to deliver.

Perhaps paragraph about why she was a cunt?

C-. Could try harder.
( 100% Cock Raw like carrots., Thu 16 Sep 2010, 12:58, closed)

^What she said^

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:14, closed)

I've tried, as I say, it was nothing really big, just constant, little bitchy cunty things. All day, every day, relentlessly.....
( user_names_suck, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:17, closed)

Much better
I really have a feel for Lynn now.

B.

(And olden-days "B", not modern, where you get a B just for writing your name on the paper).
( 100% Cock Raw like carrots., Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:22, closed)

Yippee!
Thank you kind sir!
( user_names_suck, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:28, closed)

Yeah and
what's a matlow?
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:08, closed)

matlow
a matlow is a sailor in navy slang
( bazza van der trance , ooh baby baby, baby baby. Get up on this., Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:18, closed)

Navy boy. Girl in every port.

www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=matlow
( user_names_suck, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:18, closed)

Properly spelled "matelot"
But pron. matlow, as in,

"Don't you dump your muck in me, I ain't no matlow's mattress!"
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:20, closed)

And here is the new thing I learnt today! I never really thought of the origins! Having lived in Plymouth for a couple of years in my late teens, we were all aware of the importance of staying away from the matlows!
( user_names_suck, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:23, closed)