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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karma working her magic
yesterday i went for a few drinks for happy hour with my mates (early doors jobbie). as it was cheap, like a bunch of pikey students we made sure we got a few drinks in during the 2 hour window of opportunity.
(so much so we had to make sure our waitress bought the last round to our table before 7pm ... we sent one of our party to the bar to chase our drinks!)
anywhoo i was gonig to go home at the point, but being happily merry was pursuaded to stay out and go to the poolhall.
i stopped for one and then got a text asking if i was going to the local lesbian bar... i should have said no but i cant say no to the ladies- so i recruits me a fag hag and off we go.
at this point im several sheets to the wind and still not been home since i went to work. i decides as i it will take me an hour to get home on the night busses i want to leave (after 2 drinks and a little dance and a flirt) and get the subway
god knows how i did it, was i was very pished, but i got n the last subway before it closes at midnight
im swaying along with the train and sees a note on the floor (no sportsfan i didnt pick it up... not yet) and someone had drpped it. another person picks it up and pockets the note without alertng the other person.
the person who dropped the note exits the train non the wiser. the person who pocketed the note then drops it, without realising...
so all the people around me are eyeing the note and checking their consciences... me... i pick it up as the metro pulls into my stop and swiftly depart the train.
i think karma is showing herself as i was a responsable adult and decided to leave at a reasonable time- rather than stay out and get into a state!
its only now i check i realise the note is worth about 60-70 quid... the elation of finding the note is soured by a small pang of guilt...
should i feel bad about the find- there is a pair of trousers i want, but they will always be the metro money trousers - should i buy them knowing how i obtained the cash to buy them??
apologies for length- needed to get this off my chest now im sober and thinking straight :o)
( , Sat 8 Nov 2008, 11:22, 3 replies)
yesterday i went for a few drinks for happy hour with my mates (early doors jobbie). as it was cheap, like a bunch of pikey students we made sure we got a few drinks in during the 2 hour window of opportunity.
(so much so we had to make sure our waitress bought the last round to our table before 7pm ... we sent one of our party to the bar to chase our drinks!)
anywhoo i was gonig to go home at the point, but being happily merry was pursuaded to stay out and go to the poolhall.
i stopped for one and then got a text asking if i was going to the local lesbian bar... i should have said no but i cant say no to the ladies- so i recruits me a fag hag and off we go.
at this point im several sheets to the wind and still not been home since i went to work. i decides as i it will take me an hour to get home on the night busses i want to leave (after 2 drinks and a little dance and a flirt) and get the subway
god knows how i did it, was i was very pished, but i got n the last subway before it closes at midnight
im swaying along with the train and sees a note on the floor (no sportsfan i didnt pick it up... not yet) and someone had drpped it. another person picks it up and pockets the note without alertng the other person.
the person who dropped the note exits the train non the wiser. the person who pocketed the note then drops it, without realising...
so all the people around me are eyeing the note and checking their consciences... me... i pick it up as the metro pulls into my stop and swiftly depart the train.
i think karma is showing herself as i was a responsable adult and decided to leave at a reasonable time- rather than stay out and get into a state!
its only now i check i realise the note is worth about 60-70 quid... the elation of finding the note is soured by a small pang of guilt...
should i feel bad about the find- there is a pair of trousers i want, but they will always be the metro money trousers - should i buy them knowing how i obtained the cash to buy them??
apologies for length- needed to get this off my chest now im sober and thinking straight :o)
( , Sat 8 Nov 2008, 11:22, 3 replies)
a £60-70 note?
I thought they only came in £5, 10, 20 and 50?
also, the way you have written this makes my brain bleed.
( , Mon 10 Nov 2008, 10:50, closed)
I thought they only came in £5, 10, 20 and 50?
also, the way you have written this makes my brain bleed.
( , Mon 10 Nov 2008, 10:50, closed)
appologies
i live in prague so the noteage is rather different in the sense that converted 2000kcz is about 60-70 quid
brain bleed? how so? im so sorry must admit i said i was sober, which means i was not totally pissed but probably unable to string a post together
( , Tue 11 Nov 2008, 18:57, closed)
i live in prague so the noteage is rather different in the sense that converted 2000kcz is about 60-70 quid
brain bleed? how so? im so sorry must admit i said i was sober, which means i was not totally pissed but probably unable to string a post together
( , Tue 11 Nov 2008, 18:57, closed)
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