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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I may have been mistaken for a terrorist or something...I work on St. Mary Axe, about 50m from the Gherkin, and during a fag break the other day a police car drew level with me and Bill stuck his head out:
OB: "What are you doing?"
Me: (totally nonplussed) "Smoking a fag?"
OB: "No, what are you doing here?"
Me: "I work here."
OB: "In the street?"
Me: "No, in the building behind me. I'm having a fag break."
OB: "Oh, right."
They then drove off. I wouldn't mind but there's always people smoking outside our building and I'm the only one who ever uses the cig butts bin instead of leaving them on the floor.
Apologies for lack of relevance and ironic humour.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 13:05, Reply)
I may have been mistaken for a terrorist or something...I work on St. Mary Axe, about 50m from the Gherkin, and during a fag break the other day a police car drew level with me and Bill stuck his head out:
OB: "What are you doing?"
Me: (totally nonplussed) "Smoking a fag?"
OB: "No, what are you doing here?"
Me: "I work here."
OB: "In the street?"
Me: "No, in the building behind me. I'm having a fag break."
OB: "Oh, right."
They then drove off. I wouldn't mind but there's always people smoking outside our building and I'm the only one who ever uses the cig butts bin instead of leaving them on the floor.
Apologies for lack of relevance and ironic humour.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 13:05, Reply)
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