My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
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( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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i only put up with it
because I had no idea how to properly end it. Combine that with the fact she used to threaten me by saying she'd tell my parents I'd fucked around with drugs and stuff, I was just too scared to know what to do. She tried to add me on facebook about a year ago, I never accepted the request. In a spell of misguided curiosity, I looked through all her photos (before FB had the privacy setting) and saw a picture of her with her sister. Made me think I was James Bond for a minute.
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 12:22, Reply)
because I had no idea how to properly end it. Combine that with the fact she used to threaten me by saying she'd tell my parents I'd fucked around with drugs and stuff, I was just too scared to know what to do. She tried to add me on facebook about a year ago, I never accepted the request. In a spell of misguided curiosity, I looked through all her photos (before FB had the privacy setting) and saw a picture of her with her sister. Made me think I was James Bond for a minute.
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