Running away
Two friends ran away from boarding school. They didn't get too far though - they forgot to check when the last train ran. A teacher found them sitting waiting and drove them back again.
That said, it's not just a thing kids do - the urge to just run is built into all of us. Tell us about the times you've given in and run.
( , Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:03)
Two friends ran away from boarding school. They didn't get too far though - they forgot to check when the last train ran. A teacher found them sitting waiting and drove them back again.
That said, it's not just a thing kids do - the urge to just run is built into all of us. Tell us about the times you've given in and run.
( , Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:03)
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I was working for a company that offered Printing Services in Walsall
It was a family-run business - Dad, Mum, Daughter and Daughter's Fiance. All of them were cnuts and treated the non-family staff like shit. I used to sit upstairs and design invoice forms and the like for local businesses.
One day Daughter had a great idea - she'd found some old yellow sweatshirts in a cupboard with the firm's logo on them. She thought it would be spiffing if the staff could wear them to work. Mine was three sizes too small. And made for a girl.
Realising I stood no chance of arguing with the boss's daughter, but that equally there was no way I was going to wear a shitty uniform for a job that didn't even involve facing customers, I quit that very night and ran away to Leeds for a few weeks. Then I moved to London, Leeds is fucking grim.
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 10:54, Reply)
It was a family-run business - Dad, Mum, Daughter and Daughter's Fiance. All of them were cnuts and treated the non-family staff like shit. I used to sit upstairs and design invoice forms and the like for local businesses.
One day Daughter had a great idea - she'd found some old yellow sweatshirts in a cupboard with the firm's logo on them. She thought it would be spiffing if the staff could wear them to work. Mine was three sizes too small. And made for a girl.
Realising I stood no chance of arguing with the boss's daughter, but that equally there was no way I was going to wear a shitty uniform for a job that didn't even involve facing customers, I quit that very night and ran away to Leeds for a few weeks. Then I moved to London, Leeds is fucking grim.
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 10:54, Reply)
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