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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Pleasant...I woke up at about 6 in the morning one Saturday with churning guts/stomach/everything. Somehow made it to the bathroom, and let rip with the most evil bout of food poisoning I've ever succumbed to.
Feeling like crap, but happy I'd managed to contain it all within the realms of the toilet, I reached to fulsh, only to hear a "snap" somwhere deep in the bowels of the cistern, and the handle came away in my hand.
There's something deeply unfair about being ill at a weekend. It's worse when you spend the next few hours alternating between filling up a bucket to "flush" the toilet and having to use it again, knowing you phsyically can't go out to get stuff to repair it with (not that most DIY stores are open at that time anyway).
And I forgot to call my friends who were getting the train down to visit to cancel them coming, meaning I had to spend the day feeling like crap whilst they drank beer and ate junk food in front of me.
(, Fri 17 Jun 2005, 11:34, Reply)
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