Stuff I've found
Freddy Woo writes, "My non-prostitute-killing, lorry driving uncle once came home with a wedding cake. Found it in a layby, scoffed the lot over several weeks."
What's the best thing you've found?
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 11:58)
Freddy Woo writes, "My non-prostitute-killing, lorry driving uncle once came home with a wedding cake. Found it in a layby, scoffed the lot over several weeks."
What's the best thing you've found?
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 11:58)
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We always find quite a bit of weird stuff at work.
The most memorable though, was outside one summer. Tucked in a corner next to one of the benches, we waitresses found a pair of neatly placed green wellies, next to a...soiled... black thong.
I can only assume someone came for some midnight sexy time in the forest, and managed to forget something. Needless to say, it was moved with a dustpan and brush straight into the outside bin.
Also, the ones I can remember:
A torn up, scribbled on birthday card left on a tray. Evidently, someone didn't want "Lots of love from John and Isabelle"
A folded up piece of paper used to steady a wobbling table with poetry about fog and trees in between the lyrics to "Fairytale of New York" scrawled all over it.
And my personal favourite was a business card we found sticking out from behind a photoframe on the wall. The white back of it was on show, and "Hello, How are you?" had been written on it in big letters. I still have that in the box of random crap under the counter, as I like to think that the person who wrote it was going to come back one day, expecting a reply.
Silly, I know.
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 20:09, Reply)
The most memorable though, was outside one summer. Tucked in a corner next to one of the benches, we waitresses found a pair of neatly placed green wellies, next to a...soiled... black thong.
I can only assume someone came for some midnight sexy time in the forest, and managed to forget something. Needless to say, it was moved with a dustpan and brush straight into the outside bin.
Also, the ones I can remember:
A torn up, scribbled on birthday card left on a tray. Evidently, someone didn't want "Lots of love from John and Isabelle"
A folded up piece of paper used to steady a wobbling table with poetry about fog and trees in between the lyrics to "Fairytale of New York" scrawled all over it.
And my personal favourite was a business card we found sticking out from behind a photoframe on the wall. The white back of it was on show, and "Hello, How are you?" had been written on it in big letters. I still have that in the box of random crap under the counter, as I like to think that the person who wrote it was going to come back one day, expecting a reply.
Silly, I know.
( , Thu 6 Nov 2008, 20:09, Reply)
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