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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Karma, but not calmer...
I'm out at the Advanced Photon Source in Chicago running an overnight experiment. Things can get pretty tedious and the whole experience can only be survive by dosing oneself up with caffeine and sugar and getting a bit hysterical.
The student I am working with and I have just gone to find some more coffee. She's probably the favorite of all my workmates; we get on like a house on fire despite the fact that she's a perky californian and I'm a misnthropic northerner, she's 20 and I'm 33 and perhaps most comically, I'm almost exactly a foot taller than her.
We found the coffee stash and poured ourselves a brew. I take my coffee with cream, as does she; I noticed that there was only one serving of half and half left, so, I held her at arms length, grabbed it and poured it into my cup, laughing as she flailed helplessly at the end of my arm.
I grinned as I took a huge swig of my delicious beverage...
Then promptly spat it out as I realised that the cream was in fact so old it had turned to cottage cheese.
She's not stopped laughing about it since. Bitch.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 2:57, 2 replies)
I'm out at the Advanced Photon Source in Chicago running an overnight experiment. Things can get pretty tedious and the whole experience can only be survive by dosing oneself up with caffeine and sugar and getting a bit hysterical.
The student I am working with and I have just gone to find some more coffee. She's probably the favorite of all my workmates; we get on like a house on fire despite the fact that she's a perky californian and I'm a misnthropic northerner, she's 20 and I'm 33 and perhaps most comically, I'm almost exactly a foot taller than her.
We found the coffee stash and poured ourselves a brew. I take my coffee with cream, as does she; I noticed that there was only one serving of half and half left, so, I held her at arms length, grabbed it and poured it into my cup, laughing as she flailed helplessly at the end of my arm.
I grinned as I took a huge swig of my delicious beverage...
Then promptly spat it out as I realised that the cream was in fact so old it had turned to cottage cheese.
She's not stopped laughing about it since. Bitch.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 2:57, 2 replies)
You could always...
just tell her it was coffee which stunted her growth in the first place.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 5:32, closed)
just tell her it was coffee which stunted her growth in the first place.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 5:32, closed)
This just made me remember...
The time at work I had too much coffee and chocolate covered peanuts. By the time I left work to go home I burst into tears as I was so hysterical.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 13:52, closed)
The time at work I had too much coffee and chocolate covered peanuts. By the time I left work to go home I burst into tears as I was so hysterical.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 13:52, closed)
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