Conversation Killers
ThatNiceMan asks: Have you ever been talking with people down the pub when somebody throws such a complete curveball (Sample WTF moment: "I wonder what it's like to get bummed") that all talk is stopped dead? Tell us!
( , Thu 12 May 2011, 12:53)
ThatNiceMan asks: Have you ever been talking with people down the pub when somebody throws such a complete curveball (Sample WTF moment: "I wonder what it's like to get bummed") that all talk is stopped dead? Tell us!
( , Thu 12 May 2011, 12:53)
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Not so much of a conversation killer but still very awkward...
Once upon a time I was working as the store manager for a travel/tour company in sunny Cairns, Australia.
As the backpacker hub of the east coast there was always some pub crawl or bar hop happening filled with sun kissed Swedish, Rather burnt Irish and of course pissed up brits.
One of these such cretin laden tours was the apt name "The Ultimate Party Bus" which was basically a red London double-decker which would drive around the same four streets playing out Black Eyed Peas "Ive got a feeling",plying them with drink and for some reason had those participating dressed in togas.............every night of the week.
Needless to say when starting my day the sight of half naked women with a loose boob or two at nine in the morning was a usual occurrence all of which walking around with a "Ultimate party t-shit" and a group photo of the fuckwits who took part the night before.
I digress as now the scene has been set.
I opened my store as always and sat back in my air conditioned office listening to Idlewild, checking my facebook and bumming around awaiting the backpacker horde to arrive after checking out of their hostels when in walks a toga wearing Swedish guy with fig leaves around his head and Ultimate Party Bus paraphernalia in hand.
I wasn't totally apathetic back then so i enquired about his night, how good the party bus was, How wrecked him and his buddies got, how big he thought Cairns was (yep those four streets are massive)and how he had a wicked photo of everybody who was on the bus that night.
I was a little bored so thought id scour the photo for any half naked boobies and came across a lad who decided that dressing up in a toga wasn't enough.
Conversation as follows:
Me: Wow there's a lot of people out last night then?
Swede: Jah, It was awesome
Me: Haha even some guys dressed up drag!!
Swede: (looks at me quizzically)
Me: (Noticing said confusion points at photo to a rather square chined guy with long hair and loads of make up)
Swede: That's my girlfriend
Me: hahaha
Swede: No, it is, we get that a lot.
Me: Oh....(red face)
Needless to say he left very swiftly and i closed up for ten minutes while i pissed myself.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 0:12, Reply)
Once upon a time I was working as the store manager for a travel/tour company in sunny Cairns, Australia.
As the backpacker hub of the east coast there was always some pub crawl or bar hop happening filled with sun kissed Swedish, Rather burnt Irish and of course pissed up brits.
One of these such cretin laden tours was the apt name "The Ultimate Party Bus" which was basically a red London double-decker which would drive around the same four streets playing out Black Eyed Peas "Ive got a feeling",plying them with drink and for some reason had those participating dressed in togas.............every night of the week.
Needless to say when starting my day the sight of half naked women with a loose boob or two at nine in the morning was a usual occurrence all of which walking around with a "Ultimate party t-shit" and a group photo of the fuckwits who took part the night before.
I digress as now the scene has been set.
I opened my store as always and sat back in my air conditioned office listening to Idlewild, checking my facebook and bumming around awaiting the backpacker horde to arrive after checking out of their hostels when in walks a toga wearing Swedish guy with fig leaves around his head and Ultimate Party Bus paraphernalia in hand.
I wasn't totally apathetic back then so i enquired about his night, how good the party bus was, How wrecked him and his buddies got, how big he thought Cairns was (yep those four streets are massive)and how he had a wicked photo of everybody who was on the bus that night.
I was a little bored so thought id scour the photo for any half naked boobies and came across a lad who decided that dressing up in a toga wasn't enough.
Conversation as follows:
Me: Wow there's a lot of people out last night then?
Swede: Jah, It was awesome
Me: Haha even some guys dressed up drag!!
Swede: (looks at me quizzically)
Me: (Noticing said confusion points at photo to a rather square chined guy with long hair and loads of make up)
Swede: That's my girlfriend
Me: hahaha
Swede: No, it is, we get that a lot.
Me: Oh....(red face)
Needless to say he left very swiftly and i closed up for ten minutes while i pissed myself.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 0:12, Reply)
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