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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Booze.
To find bottles of drink in my office isn't unusual. Actually, that doesn't really tell the whole truth: to find bottles of drink in my office is expected. I currently have a bottle of wine on my desk, another 6 beneath it and a couple of whiskey bottles next to my phone.
There are cupboards full of the stuff. Everywhere you look you see bottles of drink. There are off-licenses with less booze on their shelves than is in my office. So, to find bottles of drink knocking about isn't even remotely unusual; it is very, very usual indeed.
However, a couple of years ago, as we engaged in one of our very occasional office tidy-up days, I found myself rummaging about on top of a cupboard and chanced upon a very dusty and distinctly non-descript cardboard box.
I glanced inside and discovered a bottle of cognac secured within a rather fancy gift box. I recognised the bottle immediately and, as I remembered just how much it sold for, a smile began edging across my face.
That is, until a voice behind me asked what I'd found. I offered unconvincingly that it was nothing, but it was a naff effort and their persistence proved worthwhile when I proffered a glimpse at my bounty.
"Fucking hell!" they exclaimed. "Where did you find that?"
"Um..." I searched my brain for any hypnotist skills I may have inadvertently picked up but, alas, I found myself wanting.
"Up there." I gestured.
"That's worth about a grand a bottle." they correctly opined and I was in no position to disagree.
They were full of questions, but I didn't have any answers so I tuned out while deciding amongst myself that £1,000 of cognac wasn't worth clubbing someone to death over, particularly as it would have ruined the very ornate bottle it was contained within.
( , Fri 7 Nov 2008, 16:23, 3 replies)
To find bottles of drink in my office isn't unusual. Actually, that doesn't really tell the whole truth: to find bottles of drink in my office is expected. I currently have a bottle of wine on my desk, another 6 beneath it and a couple of whiskey bottles next to my phone.
There are cupboards full of the stuff. Everywhere you look you see bottles of drink. There are off-licenses with less booze on their shelves than is in my office. So, to find bottles of drink knocking about isn't even remotely unusual; it is very, very usual indeed.
However, a couple of years ago, as we engaged in one of our very occasional office tidy-up days, I found myself rummaging about on top of a cupboard and chanced upon a very dusty and distinctly non-descript cardboard box.
I glanced inside and discovered a bottle of cognac secured within a rather fancy gift box. I recognised the bottle immediately and, as I remembered just how much it sold for, a smile began edging across my face.
That is, until a voice behind me asked what I'd found. I offered unconvincingly that it was nothing, but it was a naff effort and their persistence proved worthwhile when I proffered a glimpse at my bounty.
"Fucking hell!" they exclaimed. "Where did you find that?"
"Um..." I searched my brain for any hypnotist skills I may have inadvertently picked up but, alas, I found myself wanting.
"Up there." I gestured.
"That's worth about a grand a bottle." they correctly opined and I was in no position to disagree.
They were full of questions, but I didn't have any answers so I tuned out while deciding amongst myself that £1,000 of cognac wasn't worth clubbing someone to death over, particularly as it would have ruined the very ornate bottle it was contained within.
( , Fri 7 Nov 2008, 16:23, 3 replies)
Good question.
No one was bludgeoned to death with it, that much I'm certain of.
My boss got wind of it, so I couldn't find a new home for it. It probably found a home in someone else's drinks cabinet. Someone who isn't me.
( , Fri 7 Nov 2008, 21:39, closed)
No one was bludgeoned to death with it, that much I'm certain of.
My boss got wind of it, so I couldn't find a new home for it. It probably found a home in someone else's drinks cabinet. Someone who isn't me.
( , Fri 7 Nov 2008, 21:39, closed)
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