Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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summarised email exchange.
young lady: hee hee, you are so bad, I might just spank you.
me: ha ha, only if I can spank you afterwards.
young lady: GOD, you never give up do you, how many times do I have to tell you I am *not* interested in having sex with you?
(note: unlike many of my stories, this actually happened. this was the same woman who I had previously had this email exchange with:
young lady: do you really work for the Tax Office?
me: no, I actually run my own record label, but I pretend to work for the Tax Office so I can appear powerful and interesting.
young lady: do you really own your own record label?
so I pretty much deserved everything I got after that.)
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 7:57, Reply)
young lady: hee hee, you are so bad, I might just spank you.
me: ha ha, only if I can spank you afterwards.
young lady: GOD, you never give up do you, how many times do I have to tell you I am *not* interested in having sex with you?
(note: unlike many of my stories, this actually happened. this was the same woman who I had previously had this email exchange with:
young lady: do you really work for the Tax Office?
me: no, I actually run my own record label, but I pretend to work for the Tax Office so I can appear powerful and interesting.
young lady: do you really own your own record label?
so I pretty much deserved everything I got after that.)
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 7:57, Reply)
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