not quite a lie.... Not quite a lie.....
i was constantly annoying people in my house - one of my fav's was when i was about 4 and my sister had taught me to 'give her 5'. I thought it would be very funny i put pins in between each of my fingers and shout at her give me 5. She did and i remember her face changing and her starting to scream as so noticed all then pins in my hand and the blood pricks on her fingers - quite funny.
There was also the time when i challanged my brother to a race when i was about 5 - he gave me a head start. I ran on a bit and hid around the corner and as he came running by at fullk speed i tripped him up sending him down like a sack of shit and splitting his chin at the same time - he still has the scare now 15 years on - quality
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Thu 27 Nov 2003, 11:00,
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i was constantly annoying people in my house - one of my fav's was when i was about 4 and my sister had taught me to 'give her 5'. I thought it would be very funny i put pins in between each of my fingers and shout at her give me 5. She did and i remember her face changing and her starting to scream as so noticed all then pins in my hand and the blood pricks on her fingers - quite funny.
There was also the time when i challanged my brother to a race when i was about 5 - he gave me a head start. I ran on a bit and hid around the corner and as he came running by at fullk speed i tripped him up sending him down like a sack of shit and splitting his chin at the same time - he still has the scare now 15 years on - quality
This is similar to one of the first posts, but....I was working at Wellworths in the 'computer' department on a dodgy NVQ scheme, which meant wandering around the shop floor scanning all the items with a little scanner and transfering all that data into the computer at the back office. Mind numbing. I had been in the job for a month and it was my birthday and the bastards were making me work a full day anyway. So I went to the bar with a couple of the other guys from the course and had a few drinks and it was a nice day and so on, and I didnt want to go back to work. I got one of the guys, a wierd round-shaped bloke called Dave, to phone in to Wellworths after I went back to work and pretend to be my 'uncle Dave' with some family business. I arrived back at work after lunch and was sitting in the computer room for about 10 minutes when the main office called me down for a grave chat.
Them: "We've just had a call from you're uncle Dave, its quite important."
Me: "Oh, Uncle Dave? What did he want?
Them: "It turns out your grandfather has taken ill and has been rushed to hospital. They aren't quite sure what the matter is, but they need you to go right now."
Me: (stunned, aghast expression)
Them: "I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather. Can I ask what age he would be now?"
Me: "Oh, um, around 76-77 I think, but I can't be exactly sure. I'm sorry, I'm just a little shaken."
Them: "We called your house as well."
Me: "Oh right."
Them: "Your dad says you don't have a grandfather."
ME: "Oh right..."
They let me have the day off. I didn't have to go back either. Quality.
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Thu 27 Nov 2003, 11:08,
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Them: "We've just had a call from you're uncle Dave, its quite important."
Me: "Oh, Uncle Dave? What did he want?
Them: "It turns out your grandfather has taken ill and has been rushed to hospital. They aren't quite sure what the matter is, but they need you to go right now."
Me: (stunned, aghast expression)
Them: "I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather. Can I ask what age he would be now?"
Me: "Oh, um, around 76-77 I think, but I can't be exactly sure. I'm sorry, I'm just a little shaken."
Them: "We called your house as well."
Me: "Oh right."
Them: "Your dad says you don't have a grandfather."
ME: "Oh right..."
They let me have the day off. I didn't have to go back either. Quality.