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 taught, i listened
when i was about 18 or so, i was a CB radio fan (CB radio = IRC with your actual voice), and a bit of an opportunistic tea-leaf.
where i lived at the time, there was a semi-derelict building a couple of streets away with a large radio antenna attached to it, prolly from a taxi company or something like. much larger than the one i had at the time. so, one night i went there with the intention of ripping it off that wall, and bolting it onto my wall.
i fell at the first hurdle. i climbed over a six-foot fence, but as it was dark (and i was dumb enough not to take a torch) i didn't notice the twelve foot drop on the other side. i was lucky not to break any bones or land on something pointy.
i had a huge scrape of skin missing down my leg and various other cuts and bruises, and climbing out of that dark hole hurt like hell and took what felt like an hour.
since then, the only thing i will steal is time. i.e., the foreman has gone home early, let's wrap up and fuck off.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 3:18, Reply)
when i was about 18 or so, i was a CB radio fan (CB radio = IRC with your actual voice), and a bit of an opportunistic tea-leaf.
where i lived at the time, there was a semi-derelict building a couple of streets away with a large radio antenna attached to it, prolly from a taxi company or something like. much larger than the one i had at the time. so, one night i went there with the intention of ripping it off that wall, and bolting it onto my wall.
i fell at the first hurdle. i climbed over a six-foot fence, but as it was dark (and i was dumb enough not to take a torch) i didn't notice the twelve foot drop on the other side. i was lucky not to break any bones or land on something pointy.
i had a huge scrape of skin missing down my leg and various other cuts and bruises, and climbing out of that dark hole hurt like hell and took what felt like an hour.
since then, the only thing i will steal is time. i.e., the foreman has gone home early, let's wrap up and fuck off.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 3:18, Reply)
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