Unexpected Good FortuneTravelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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About bloody timeI've just come through to the other side of the gashest summer imaginable. Been signing on all summer and getting refused for every job imaginable (I even got refused an interview at Pret a manger for fucks sake!)Mrs McDanger and I were not getting on well and when her month long trip to Thailand came up in August I suggest that we should use it as a 'break period'. Fantastic says Lady McDanger and off she goes. A month goes past of me being broke, severely depressed, still not working so feeling about as much use as Michelle McManus in a weight watchers meeting and missing my missy badly.
Fast forward and the ladys been back a week and we go to N Wales where me and some lads are putting on a night followed by a free party in the mountains somewhere. Much fun is had on the friday and many drugs of various classes are taken, come the saturday and no slept has been taken by yours truely. so to stop feeling knackered I take the only route available to me, half a g of MDMA another pill and a tab of acid. About half an hour after swallowing the filth Lady McDanger comes up to me in tears screaming 'Why the fuck are your mates coming up to me saying they thought we had split up?!' I mumble something about not being able to handle such a conversation so could she kindly do one (I think my actual words were 'fuck off I can't handle this now')
Now what I had told them was that we were having a break apart while she was in Thailand, which was funnily enough the truth.
Get back home the sunday night and monday morning finds me awake and feeling like death in a badgers arse, missus turns round and gives it the ol 'I think we should split up'
Fantastic. So now not only am I unemployed and Ladyless I'm also homeless cos her old dear owns the house we lived in. Now the only bright spark in my life at that moment was an access course I had been applying for which would get me into Uni next year. the interview comes up only for me to be told that all the places were taken a month ago (Don't ask me why they continued interviewing, I have no idea) but I can be put on the waiting list if I want to. Whoop-de-sodding-whoo. I say yes might as well and the course administrator puts me in touch with Leeds uni cos they have a new foundation degree course starting up and I may be just in time to apply and get on. Go for my interview when I find out that there are 30 places available and I'm application no 30, so near the knuckle I was someone rang during my interview trying to get on the course.
The outcome? I start my social policy and politics degree a week today and Lady McDanger suddenly thinks we should get back together.
So after 3 months of various people using me as a shit target from various heights it was one hell of an unexpected piece of good fortune! some may say about bloody time, I know I do.
PS Is there anyone else who thinks I should tell her to get bent after being such a dippy, over the top, melodramatic bint who maybe, just maybe should have thought a bit more and asked a few more questions before acting?
(, Mon 18 Sep 2006, 15:37, Reply)
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