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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Lock the 'kin door
i'm a teacher in a secondary school. a couple of years ago i was working at a summer school for kids about to join the school who were deemed to need a bit of special care and encouragement to gently induct them into the school. At lunch time one particularly weepy and nervy girl went off to the toilet, about 5 mins later i went off to the staff toilet, which is essentially a cupboard with one toilet in. I opened the door and was greated by a scream, of the nervy girl that had dissapeared earlier, i jumped back and slammed the door shouting "thers a lock on the door, lock the f*cking door..."and swiftly retreating. It took the one female member of staff the rest of the day to convince her that i had not "been looking at her", I was and still am mortified every time i see her.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 21:32, Reply)
i'm a teacher in a secondary school. a couple of years ago i was working at a summer school for kids about to join the school who were deemed to need a bit of special care and encouragement to gently induct them into the school. At lunch time one particularly weepy and nervy girl went off to the toilet, about 5 mins later i went off to the staff toilet, which is essentially a cupboard with one toilet in. I opened the door and was greated by a scream, of the nervy girl that had dissapeared earlier, i jumped back and slammed the door shouting "thers a lock on the door, lock the f*cking door..."and swiftly retreating. It took the one female member of staff the rest of the day to convince her that i had not "been looking at her", I was and still am mortified every time i see her.
( , Tue 22 Aug 2006, 21:32, Reply)
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