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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Mixed signals
So a couple of years ago, I was happily walking in no particular direction holding hands with a girl I'd just met. She was quite nice. I decide to cut through an unlit carpark on the way back to where it was we first met up, and she decided that she wanted to go the other way, past the police station. I reluctantly agreed after a while. (I didn't like the police station route because it's opposite a mini-chav populated "club")
I didn't think about it at the time, but now it was probably a bad idea to persist in going through a dark carpark with a girl I'd just met. I found out the next day she thought I was gonna rape her. Fucking ace.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 19:01, Reply)
So a couple of years ago, I was happily walking in no particular direction holding hands with a girl I'd just met. She was quite nice. I decide to cut through an unlit carpark on the way back to where it was we first met up, and she decided that she wanted to go the other way, past the police station. I reluctantly agreed after a while. (I didn't like the police station route because it's opposite a mini-chav populated "club")
I didn't think about it at the time, but now it was probably a bad idea to persist in going through a dark carpark with a girl I'd just met. I found out the next day she thought I was gonna rape her. Fucking ace.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 19:01, Reply)
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