You're fired: Ruth! Waaaaah! Clown (power) suit and pencilled-in eyebrows no more. She'll be missed - just this week she shone, when being in her pants didn't stop her giving a motivational speech to Charleine.
Lucky escape: Selina, who I can only imagine honed her skills of petulance, sniping and eye-rolling at a particularly bitchy girls' school. Claude has his eye on her, and not in a podium dancer kind of way.
Tenuous link between location and task: We're vaguely near Dr Johnson's house. Dr Johnson wrote a dictionary. He also had a cat. You're off to sell stuff at a pet show!
Mergim-watch: A great week! Firstly, holding out hope that they might be going to Samuel L Jackson's house; secondly, achieving his modelling dream (in a brown rabbit t-shirt); then finally bantering with Mo Farah about the similarities between their achievements (selling animal balloons versus winning The Olympics).
Joseph Valente-watch: Joseph's method of warming up for exercise is rather... pelvic.
Hilarious product of the week: A hi-vis chicken jacket - for all your hi-vis chicken needs.
Sexism-watch: When (three cat-owner!!!) David was asked to mansplain to Ruth and Selina why a Pimp My Cat Tower was a better sales prospect than a Pimp My Rabbit Hutch. Though, that might have been less about sexism and more about Ruth and Selina...
Next week: Writing a children's book, cause kids will apparently lap up any old crap. Erm, can any of the Apprentii even spell?
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