Near Death Experiences
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
Last time I crashed my bike, as I flew through the air towards the car in front of me not much went through my head apart from "You idiot". No tunnels, no lights to stay away from, no smiling family members beckoning to me.
Surely you've had a better near-death experience?
( , Thu 25 Nov 2004, 11:35)
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I work for a particular supermarket chain
one where the customers think they a slightly better than your average Joe public. Anyway my duties include unloading the delivery lorries that turn up regularly throughout the day, the loading yard also happens to be situated under a multi storey car park. On this particular day it seems some of our town's more helpful chavs wanted to assist in the returning of one of our beloved shopping trollies... By hurling it from the top floor of the multi storey. As i stood there pressing the down button for the scissor lift i turned just in time to see the trolley land roughly half a metre away from me. After the twisted metal remains settled i looked to the sky for an answer. I saw the burberry becapped heads of what i can only assume were, in my bosses words "the little bastards responsible".
I then proceeded to crap myself. Non literally.
Still they didn't get their pound back.
( , Tue 30 Nov 2004, 18:27, Reply)
one where the customers think they a slightly better than your average Joe public. Anyway my duties include unloading the delivery lorries that turn up regularly throughout the day, the loading yard also happens to be situated under a multi storey car park. On this particular day it seems some of our town's more helpful chavs wanted to assist in the returning of one of our beloved shopping trollies... By hurling it from the top floor of the multi storey. As i stood there pressing the down button for the scissor lift i turned just in time to see the trolley land roughly half a metre away from me. After the twisted metal remains settled i looked to the sky for an answer. I saw the burberry becapped heads of what i can only assume were, in my bosses words "the little bastards responsible".
I then proceeded to crap myself. Non literally.
Still they didn't get their pound back.
( , Tue 30 Nov 2004, 18:27, Reply)
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