Now, there was no need for that...Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
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chthonic, Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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Nearly at the end of my tether.I have a menial job as a carpenter. Same thing every day, for a meagre wage. Lack of respect all round.
My girlfriend gets pregnant. 'Fair enough' says I
(despite the child not being mine). Getting prepared for the nipper at home, and the government orders me back to my old house (before i moved out) to sign a form. I didnt have a car. Buses? Fucking jobsworths didnt turn up. Cue me and my pregnant girl having to WALK all the way into town (a long, long way).
We finally get there. Its dark. Its pissing it down. Me = Angry. We wander round trying to find some kind of accomodation for the night (parents not around, chavs in the streets etc.)
First hotel we call in at (sounds like Gravel Bin) wouldnt book us a room. 'Its full, we rented the last 5 minutes ago'.
Marvellous. Try the B&B (sounds like Granada Harvest). That ones also fully fucking booked. Busy week, eh? bastard.
Were getting desperate, by now. The girl is complaining bout her tum. We try the last (and most expensive hotel going). No. Fucking. Room.
We end up in the nearest, warmest place going, the posh hotel garage. Were piss wet through, and the baby is coming.
We spend the rest of the night sitting in the garage. But hey, the baby was OK.
Length and Girth? Its good enough for jesus, its good enough for you.
(, Thu 16 Jun 2005, 18:13, Reply)
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