Call from work
"Can you turn your stereo down?"

"NO!!!"

"Why not? Have you been to see the doctors yet? We're just worried about you and want to know if you'll be ok for work tomorrow. Will you turn that music down so I can hear myself think!?!"

"NO!!! ERM... SORRY!!! DON'T THINK I'LL BE WELL ENOUGH TOMORROW EITHER!!! ERM... SORRY!!! BYE!!!"

-click-

That was a fucked up conversation. My ex boss must've thought I had one hell of a muthering bastard of a stereo on steroids in my flat, though - I didn't have the heart or the balls to explain I'd actually skived off work as I'd received a last minute offer to go to Download, and I was, in point of fact, stood infront of the main stage listening to Slayer break the fucking sound barrier.

I didn't fancy turning round to Dave Lombardo et al and asking them to keep the noise down for a few minutes...
( SpankyHanky, Fri 5 Jun 2009, 17:02, 2 replies)

Was that 2007?
Machine Head and Slayer?

One after another?

That'll do nicely!
( Boss Keloid Got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm, Fri 5 Jun 2009, 17:08, closed)

Yes it was
Got a last minute call from a mate who'd mangled his leg twatting about on his motorbike so he gave me his ticket. Fucking and Result are two words that came to mind.
( SpankyHanky, Fri 5 Jun 2009, 17:10, closed)