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Hello.
I ain't gettin on no FP.
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Cheers,
Anders
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» Where is the strangest place you have slept?
Walk-in freezer!
Err, on my year-out from my bachelors degree in Civil Engineering, I worked on site as a junior engineer on the construction of a large supermarket in Ryde on the Isle of Wight.
I was seeing this girl who lived in Ryde, and one Saturday afternoon in February decided I would see her and catch the last hovercraft or catermaran home. Things were going well until I realised it was midnight and panicked. She drove me to the ferry to see the last catermaran disembarking. Shit. So I asked her to drop me off at a local hotel which she did and drove off. Forgot that the Isle of Wight 'shuts-up-shop' at about 5pm. No-one answered. Double-shit. So I decided to walk the short 1 mile to a local club that I knew some mates were at. Bouncers wouldn't let me in. Triple shit. So walked the mile back to site at about 0230 and decided I would find somewhere to stay on site. Walked onto site and found a big walk-in freezer (not yet plugged in) to camp down for the rest of the night... Until the security guard and his leary looking dog discovered me after hearing some noise and rather sheepishly I explained the story and that I worked there. He let me sleep the remaining 3 hours of his shift in the portacabin.
Never been so cold in all of my life.
(Sun 31st Dec 2006, 22:32, More)
Walk-in freezer!
Err, on my year-out from my bachelors degree in Civil Engineering, I worked on site as a junior engineer on the construction of a large supermarket in Ryde on the Isle of Wight.
I was seeing this girl who lived in Ryde, and one Saturday afternoon in February decided I would see her and catch the last hovercraft or catermaran home. Things were going well until I realised it was midnight and panicked. She drove me to the ferry to see the last catermaran disembarking. Shit. So I asked her to drop me off at a local hotel which she did and drove off. Forgot that the Isle of Wight 'shuts-up-shop' at about 5pm. No-one answered. Double-shit. So I decided to walk the short 1 mile to a local club that I knew some mates were at. Bouncers wouldn't let me in. Triple shit. So walked the mile back to site at about 0230 and decided I would find somewhere to stay on site. Walked onto site and found a big walk-in freezer (not yet plugged in) to camp down for the rest of the night... Until the security guard and his leary looking dog discovered me after hearing some noise and rather sheepishly I explained the story and that I worked there. He let me sleep the remaining 3 hours of his shift in the portacabin.
Never been so cold in all of my life.
(Sun 31st Dec 2006, 22:32, More)