Abusing freebiesA friend of mine recently attended a 'Champaign Lunch', where he was compelled drink as much fizzy stuff as he could between the first and last courses. In an ideal world we'd ask restaurant staff to tell us stories about fatties stuffing themselves at All You Can Eat places, but we recognise that our members don't all work in the catering trade, so for the rest of you - tell us something about abusing freebies. BTW: Bee puns = you fail.
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lizard, Thu 8 Nov 2007, 14:16)
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I've Been MollycoddledBack in 1995* I was a "computer journalist", except I wasn't, really. I worked for a computer magazine company, writing technical reviews, but have no journalistic training and didn't do interviews etc. Except for the time all the real journalists were busy, and I was asked to interview the regional manager of IBM, at 2-day sales conference which I would also attend. Oh, the conference was in Cannes, and they paid all expenses.
IBM had difficulty finding me a hotel room, so I ended up in the Majestic, which is where the top movie stars stay during the Film Festival. Just one night, and the room was small, but luxurious, high up on the corner with an excellent view over the Croisette. I had to wonder who'd been shagging in that bed... Madonna... Eddie Murphy... Julia Roberts... Rodney Dangerfield?
I did genuinely make an effort to interview the manager, but I couldn't find the location: it was my first time in Cannes - actually, my first time in France. My return flight was on the evening of the second day, but by that lunchtime the sun was out, and I had had enough of the stuffy training room. I hit the beach, chilled out for the rest of the day, and got the flight back from Nice. I wasn't even asked to write a word about that trip: result.
* yes, I'm dating myself: it's not as if anyone else will. Length? About 800 miles, but ending up back where I started.
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bnt what, me worry?, Sat 10 Nov 2007, 22:14,
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