The one and only time that a mobile phone company were totally, 100% cool and nice
So: it was 2003 and England were in the Rugby World Cup final.

Me and the missus piled down to the Sports Cafe on Broad Street in Brum and watched the match - aided not inconsiderably by copious quantities of our favourite tipples.

The match was a blinder - and then Johnny W slotted that magical drop goal and we won. The place went totally and utterly berserk: we had won - and also stuffed the Aussies!

After about an hour it all calmed down and we found our coats and started to stagger out into the daylight. I felt in my pockets for me mobile and couldn't find it anywhere. A quick scout around the floor revealed it lying in several dozen pieces.

I was genuinely blase about this; we'd just won the world cup for fucks sake - what in the name of Allah's arse gravy did a mobile phone matter next to that?

Anyway - I called Orange on the missus phone and spent about half an hour reliving the highlights of the match with the poor call centre monkey on the other end, who had (surprisingly) been allowed to watch the match.

Then after this slurred merry mayhem I came to the point - "oh yeah - me phone got smashed... - must've fallen out me pocket"

"Really? Can't fuckin' 'ave that when England've just won... - hang on [clickecty clickety] - you'll 'ave a new one in the post in about 2 days!" - and all this with no insurance or anything!

Nice one Orange: the one and only time I have been impressed with a mobile phone company!
(brumguvnor www.twitter.com/brumguvnor, Mon 3 Aug 2009, 20:27, 3 replies)

Now this is cool.
Very cool.
( Major Turd for tonight only, Mon 3 Aug 2009, 21:22, closed)

Stunning
I remember that game, fucking magic!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 4 Aug 2009, 10:11, closed)

Worth it...
...just for the expression 'Allah's arse gravy'.

Good work Sir!
(SonoraAeroClub "OH SWEET HELEN OF BALLS!", Tue 4 Aug 2009, 12:21, closed)