
Wired magazine once defined the 'onosecond' as the time between hitting 'send' and realising that you really didn't mean to send that to your granny.
What inappropriate email/text/photo have you sent to wrong people? Are they speaking to you any more?
( , Thu 26 May 2005, 10:15)
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The building I work in has a large stone-and-plaster-clad foyer, which has rather a nice reverberant characteristic. So one day I was walking through on the way to see my boss, and feeling some pressure in the gut, released a beauty of a burp. Happily relishing the sonorous reverb tail, I then noticed someone sitting on the other side of the space, who had been shielded from view by a pillar.
Cue a red face and rapid exit up the stairs. At least it was some scruffy student bloke, and not some fit lass.
( , Tue 31 May 2005, 10:25, Reply)
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