Karma
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
Sue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
( , Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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Bikes
Are a top opportunity for karmageddon.
Mrs ChaRleyTroniC has a peripatetic job and has taken to cycling around her (large) town on her way from workplace to workplace. As a tree-hugging cycling weenie I'm very proud of her.
Unfortunately said large town is an utter splithole where the chavs love nothing more than to steal any bikes left lying around (where "lying around" means "chained up in a well-lit place with CCTV"). And it duly happened that, one evening, someone stole her bike.
Or rather, someone tried to steal her bike. We're guessing they were interrupted, or something. Whatever, the next morning she found it leaning against the wall, with no lock, and - bizarrely - the axle-y thing removed from the front wheel. (Apparently they're quite valuable.)
Busy day at work, so no time to fix it or even lock it up again, so Mrs C leaves it there.
Next morning she comes into work to find the bike in the middle of the car park. With a mangled, buckled wheel and some very bent front forks.
Evidently some more chavs had come around, seen an unlocked bike, thought "aye aye, we'll have this", and gone for a celebratory spin round the car park. At which point the unattached front wheel collapses underneath them.
Ow.
Apparently bike karma is now quite common in London. The big thing at the moment is the (utterly pointless IMO) "fixed-gear" bike. No gears, no rear brake, sometimes no front brake either. You slow down by moving your legs more slowly on the pedals.
This is a refinement utterly lost on your average bike-stealing chav... until the first time they encounter a traffic queue/brick wall/police horse.
( , Fri 22 Feb 2008, 14:16, 2 replies)
Are a top opportunity for karmageddon.
Mrs ChaRleyTroniC has a peripatetic job and has taken to cycling around her (large) town on her way from workplace to workplace. As a tree-hugging cycling weenie I'm very proud of her.
Unfortunately said large town is an utter splithole where the chavs love nothing more than to steal any bikes left lying around (where "lying around" means "chained up in a well-lit place with CCTV"). And it duly happened that, one evening, someone stole her bike.
Or rather, someone tried to steal her bike. We're guessing they were interrupted, or something. Whatever, the next morning she found it leaning against the wall, with no lock, and - bizarrely - the axle-y thing removed from the front wheel. (Apparently they're quite valuable.)
Busy day at work, so no time to fix it or even lock it up again, so Mrs C leaves it there.
Next morning she comes into work to find the bike in the middle of the car park. With a mangled, buckled wheel and some very bent front forks.
Evidently some more chavs had come around, seen an unlocked bike, thought "aye aye, we'll have this", and gone for a celebratory spin round the car park. At which point the unattached front wheel collapses underneath them.
Ow.
Apparently bike karma is now quite common in London. The big thing at the moment is the (utterly pointless IMO) "fixed-gear" bike. No gears, no rear brake, sometimes no front brake either. You slow down by moving your legs more slowly on the pedals.
This is a refinement utterly lost on your average bike-stealing chav... until the first time they encounter a traffic queue/brick wall/police horse.
( , Fri 22 Feb 2008, 14:16, 2 replies)
I hate bike thieves.
After having my last motorbike stolen, I am seriously considering buying some quick-release brake cables for the next one. It may end up in a wall, but it'll make me feel SO much better.
( , Fri 22 Feb 2008, 15:01, closed)
After having my last motorbike stolen, I am seriously considering buying some quick-release brake cables for the next one. It may end up in a wall, but it'll make me feel SO much better.
( , Fri 22 Feb 2008, 15:01, closed)
It's quicker than that on a fixie - they usually fly off at the first corner when they try to freewheel round it.
( , Fri 22 Feb 2008, 15:24, closed)
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