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The name's Teeth......Keith Teeth....

Blog: Norfolk Single Dad
Posted by: Eddie2sox
Friday 16th February 2007, 2:30pm
Last edited 16/02/2007 2:30pm by Eddie2sox

Bumped into a former workmate from Besspack today....

.....one of the temps who like me, wasn't kept on. Our "very" brief greeting went as follows:

"Hi Shannon, how's it going?"

"Hi Keith, good thanks. See you later, off into town with littlun."

As unremarkable exchange as you could ever imagine. Yet he called me Keith....why? Well, it's made my day, so I'll explain!

One of the jobs we had to do at Besspack was "sorting" which involved checking batches of valves to ensure they were of the ultimate tip-top quality. We'd gather chairs around a bench and get cracking, and inevitably there were never enough chairs. When one person got up for any reason, someone would nick their perch. Shannon had heard a rhyme about this kind of behaviour, which went:

"On your feet, lose your seat,

Duh dee duh lose your teeth."

What was the dud dee duh? He couldn't remember and all our suggestions were dismissed:

"If you don't eat beef, lose your teef?"

"If you're Lee van Cleef, lose your teef?"

"Once a thief, lose your teef?"

"Red Indian chief, lose your teef?"

However the most popular was "Name's not Keith? Lose your teeth," suggested by me! Naturally, blokes being blokes, I adopted the nickname "Keith Teeth", and was known by that name by my colleagues.

So.....when I said hello to Shan earlier, and he said "Hello Keith", it made my day. This has been a pointless post, but another snapshot in the life of Sim....errrm....I mean Keith Teeth!


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