F.U.B.A.R.
Bluelight Crew
Just a heads up folks - if some cunt knocks on your door saying they are conducting a national statistics survey for Kantar Media, instead of telling them to fuck off, just indulge them for half an hour or so.
They'll ask you shit loads of questions on your buying habits - in my case it was centered around tobacco, but that's basically because I said I don't buy anything else apart from booze, but that wasn't included in the survey!
Eventually, I was asked if I was willing to take part in a more in depth postal survey for which i would be paid ?5. "Yeh, what the hell", I replied, thinking nothing more of it (I was half pissed at the time).
Anyway, today, a fuckin huge envelope dropped through my letterbox. Inside was a 150 page booklet of survey questions covering fuckin everything. But nestled inside was an envelope containing a fiver cash! This was like winning the lottery to me as I'm fuckin skint at the the moment.
The survey itself looks like a bit of a slog, but I feel it's my duty to honour my end of the bargain as it has enabled me to procure a half bottle of vodka on top of the two measly cans of Karpackie that I was otherwise facing tonight...
They'll ask you shit loads of questions on your buying habits - in my case it was centered around tobacco, but that's basically because I said I don't buy anything else apart from booze, but that wasn't included in the survey!
Eventually, I was asked if I was willing to take part in a more in depth postal survey for which i would be paid ?5. "Yeh, what the hell", I replied, thinking nothing more of it (I was half pissed at the time).
Anyway, today, a fuckin huge envelope dropped through my letterbox. Inside was a 150 page booklet of survey questions covering fuckin everything. But nestled inside was an envelope containing a fiver cash! This was like winning the lottery to me as I'm fuckin skint at the the moment.
The survey itself looks like a bit of a slog, but I feel it's my duty to honour my end of the bargain as it has enabled me to procure a half bottle of vodka on top of the two measly cans of Karpackie that I was otherwise facing tonight...