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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Cars! Bus lanes! Puddles! Lube!
A couple years ago, when I was in my second year of uni, a friend, a housemate and I decided to go revise at the library.
It was raining so we opted to take the car rather than wait for a bus in the crap weather. On our way, we passed the students union, infront of which was the crowded bus stop where we noticed a particularly large puddle while had built up right in front. Having passed it already, my friend turned to me saying "damnnn, that was a big one, think we should go back and get it?"
to which (and I regret this now) I replied "HELL YEAH!"
We doubled back, and drove in the bus lane (to help us get as deep into that bitch puddle as we possibly could). By the time we hit it, we were travelling at ~30mph.
I felt a strong pang of guilt as we approached and had my eyes closed, but it was too late. I turned around to see nothing short of a gargantuan gutter-shite filled tidal wave wash over anyone within about 10 feet.
My housemate was the only one of us who firmly believed in karma, and while she was the only one who remained innocent, she was the unfortunate who got wiped out by a bus going through that very same puddle several days later, leaving her covered in nasty drain water, while the friend that was walking on the outside of her, remained bone dry.
Coincidence? Who knows. Lube? I lied. Girth? Yes. Apologies? None.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 22:01, Reply)
A couple years ago, when I was in my second year of uni, a friend, a housemate and I decided to go revise at the library.
It was raining so we opted to take the car rather than wait for a bus in the crap weather. On our way, we passed the students union, infront of which was the crowded bus stop where we noticed a particularly large puddle while had built up right in front. Having passed it already, my friend turned to me saying "damnnn, that was a big one, think we should go back and get it?"
to which (and I regret this now) I replied "HELL YEAH!"
We doubled back, and drove in the bus lane (to help us get as deep into that bitch puddle as we possibly could). By the time we hit it, we were travelling at ~30mph.
I felt a strong pang of guilt as we approached and had my eyes closed, but it was too late. I turned around to see nothing short of a gargantuan gutter-shite filled tidal wave wash over anyone within about 10 feet.
My housemate was the only one of us who firmly believed in karma, and while she was the only one who remained innocent, she was the unfortunate who got wiped out by a bus going through that very same puddle several days later, leaving her covered in nasty drain water, while the friend that was walking on the outside of her, remained bone dry.
Coincidence? Who knows. Lube? I lied. Girth? Yes. Apologies? None.
( , Sat 23 Feb 2008, 22:01, Reply)
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