Mobile phone disasters
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How has a mobile phone wrecked your life?
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 12:14)
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How has a mobile phone wrecked your life?
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 12:14)
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Mates and Prank Calls.
When I was a lot younger, around 10 years ago, I got my first mobile phone. A Mitsubishi Trium Geo with a flippy cover for the keypad and extendable aerial thingy! I thought it looked awesome at the time but Most of my friends had got the Nokia 3210 which honestly looked about a million times better. Now this being my first mobile phone, and being about the time that everyone had to get one and be constantly txting 24/7 to all their mates, I quickly accrued a nice tally of phone numbers, especially from some lady friends.
Now I had been doing the usual "text a girl that you fancy and tell her things you can't tell her in person cos you're a shy cunt" thing and such, and even managed to get a girlfriend or two. Around this time, me and my best friend that I had been friends with since we were 5, had met 3 girls and all kinds of flirty shenanigans went on during the summer and such.
Then it happened.
One day during school, at lunchtime i had got up to go for a slash, and apparently my phone had dropped out of my pocket and my mates took it upon themselves to constantly do the phone & hangup about 20 times to one of the girls I fancied. This resulted in an angry voicemail from one of the other girls, which only spurred on my friends to then start sending her some exceptionally nasty text messages, many of which apparently her mum even read.
Cue me getting home from school later that afternoon to a bunch of txts from my friend, asking what the hell I was playing at and how this girl was in tears and the other 2 never wanted to see me again etc. The worst part of this was that my supposed "Best Friend" decided to take the girls' side of the argument, and no amount of explaining and apologizing on my part was going to make any of them believe me. So I had become a Pariah within that particular circle of friends, although I had come to realise that 2 of my other friends were trying to get in their collective knickers, and probably saw that getting me out of the way was to their benefit, even though they knew that I wasn't the one doing the deed.
10 years down the road and said girl hasn't said a word to me, although my friend apparently was godfather of her baby, although he's barely said much to me either in the intervening years. I later learnt that the 2 other guys had been slowly turning him against me before that incident anyway, as I found out he'd been saying some rather nasty shit about me.
Being cast out of that group I eventually fell in with my 2 current best mates, who liked to partake in the smoky green leaf on a rather regular basis. So it wasn't necessarily a great loss to me in the grand scheme of things. It was especially hilarious when a few months later her boyfriend, who she'd told all about that incident, threatened to beat me up. Now I'm by no means a big fella, just shy of 6 feet tall, but having been bullied a great deal during my first 2 years at school I'd started hitting the gym rather often, as well as taking up kickboxing, this guy was probably less than 5'6" and very slight, and quickly cacked his pants when he finally ran into me and started mouthing off, only to receive a fist to the mouth.
The moral of this story is,
Teenagers: Cunts.
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 23:13, 1 reply)
When I was a lot younger, around 10 years ago, I got my first mobile phone. A Mitsubishi Trium Geo with a flippy cover for the keypad and extendable aerial thingy! I thought it looked awesome at the time but Most of my friends had got the Nokia 3210 which honestly looked about a million times better. Now this being my first mobile phone, and being about the time that everyone had to get one and be constantly txting 24/7 to all their mates, I quickly accrued a nice tally of phone numbers, especially from some lady friends.
Now I had been doing the usual "text a girl that you fancy and tell her things you can't tell her in person cos you're a shy cunt" thing and such, and even managed to get a girlfriend or two. Around this time, me and my best friend that I had been friends with since we were 5, had met 3 girls and all kinds of flirty shenanigans went on during the summer and such.
Then it happened.
One day during school, at lunchtime i had got up to go for a slash, and apparently my phone had dropped out of my pocket and my mates took it upon themselves to constantly do the phone & hangup about 20 times to one of the girls I fancied. This resulted in an angry voicemail from one of the other girls, which only spurred on my friends to then start sending her some exceptionally nasty text messages, many of which apparently her mum even read.
Cue me getting home from school later that afternoon to a bunch of txts from my friend, asking what the hell I was playing at and how this girl was in tears and the other 2 never wanted to see me again etc. The worst part of this was that my supposed "Best Friend" decided to take the girls' side of the argument, and no amount of explaining and apologizing on my part was going to make any of them believe me. So I had become a Pariah within that particular circle of friends, although I had come to realise that 2 of my other friends were trying to get in their collective knickers, and probably saw that getting me out of the way was to their benefit, even though they knew that I wasn't the one doing the deed.
10 years down the road and said girl hasn't said a word to me, although my friend apparently was godfather of her baby, although he's barely said much to me either in the intervening years. I later learnt that the 2 other guys had been slowly turning him against me before that incident anyway, as I found out he'd been saying some rather nasty shit about me.
Being cast out of that group I eventually fell in with my 2 current best mates, who liked to partake in the smoky green leaf on a rather regular basis. So it wasn't necessarily a great loss to me in the grand scheme of things. It was especially hilarious when a few months later her boyfriend, who she'd told all about that incident, threatened to beat me up. Now I'm by no means a big fella, just shy of 6 feet tall, but having been bullied a great deal during my first 2 years at school I'd started hitting the gym rather often, as well as taking up kickboxing, this guy was probably less than 5'6" and very slight, and quickly cacked his pants when he finally ran into me and started mouthing off, only to receive a fist to the mouth.
The moral of this story is,
Teenagers: Cunts.
( , Thu 30 Jul 2009, 23:13, 1 reply)
Your "friends" sound lovely
Everyone says that teenage girls are bitchy and evil, but teenage boys can be just as bad - only perhaps more violent about it.
( , Fri 31 Jul 2009, 2:40, closed)
Everyone says that teenage girls are bitchy and evil, but teenage boys can be just as bad - only perhaps more violent about it.
( , Fri 31 Jul 2009, 2:40, closed)
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