Cunning Plans
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
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( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
Suggested by Ring of Fire
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
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It's nice watching others formulate what they consider to be a cunning plan, without the wits to realise how transparent they are.
I'll start with the slyness of those children who think they might just be able to manipulate the stupid grownups.
In a supermarket when I was still living down in the South West, a little kid stuck in the queue at a supermarket till had obviously been schooled to STOP ASKING FOR CHOCOLATE and yet there it was all laid out, enticing and shiny. Instead of the direct approach, the mum (and all within a 10 foot radius) could hear a voice couched in guile as it piped up- "Oooh. Look mum!" While pointing at the rack of Galaxy bars and Maltesers. A few seconds passed as the kid waited to see if the mum would react to the bait. Alas, only silence.
After the tension grew to unbelievable levels for everyone overhearing this mini-drama, a smaller voice issued forth- not whiny, not insistent, but quietly reflective... '...I LIKE chocolate'. Zero response from mum (for which I congratulate her). They leave the scene without a massive fuss, which is the complete opposite of what would have been expected.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 23:35, 2 replies)
I'll start with the slyness of those children who think they might just be able to manipulate the stupid grownups.
In a supermarket when I was still living down in the South West, a little kid stuck in the queue at a supermarket till had obviously been schooled to STOP ASKING FOR CHOCOLATE and yet there it was all laid out, enticing and shiny. Instead of the direct approach, the mum (and all within a 10 foot radius) could hear a voice couched in guile as it piped up- "Oooh. Look mum!" While pointing at the rack of Galaxy bars and Maltesers. A few seconds passed as the kid waited to see if the mum would react to the bait. Alas, only silence.
After the tension grew to unbelievable levels for everyone overhearing this mini-drama, a smaller voice issued forth- not whiny, not insistent, but quietly reflective... '...I LIKE chocolate'. Zero response from mum (for which I congratulate her). They leave the scene without a massive fuss, which is the complete opposite of what would have been expected.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 23:35, 2 replies)
I was in a queue on Tuesday where a wee girl really wanted new shoes.
"So mum... We could get me a top AND the shoes, and then go into another shop and you could get something too!"
It made me giggle. Inclusive, girly shopping from a five year old. Then her mum said no and she started to cry.
( , Fri 6 Jul 2012, 11:58, closed)
"So mum... We could get me a top AND the shoes, and then go into another shop and you could get something too!"
It made me giggle. Inclusive, girly shopping from a five year old. Then her mum said no and she started to cry.
( , Fri 6 Jul 2012, 11:58, closed)
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