Schadenfreude
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
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( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
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( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
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Few years ago I was a post-grad student at a certain university with a steeply sloping campus.
That winter's first snow was rather half-arsed. It melted quickly, leaving the whole place wet and muddy.
One morning, hurrying to a lecture, I saw a student slip and roll down the slope. In seconds, he was literally covered in mud. Looked like a failed bog-snorkeller.
The poor lad got up and looked down at himself, absolutely caked in filth, shocked and incredulous.
Luckily for him, I was carrying about half a kitchen roll so I wordlessly walked up to him and scraped off the worst of the mess with the absorbent papery stuff.
He stood still, allowing me to clean him up, and I silently waved away his thanks as we continued on our way.
I would normally have laughed my tits off, but at that particular time I had too much on my mind and didn't find anything funny.
Schadenfreude is normal - enjoy it!
( , Fri 18 Dec 2009, 18:43, 7 replies)
That winter's first snow was rather half-arsed. It melted quickly, leaving the whole place wet and muddy.
One morning, hurrying to a lecture, I saw a student slip and roll down the slope. In seconds, he was literally covered in mud. Looked like a failed bog-snorkeller.
The poor lad got up and looked down at himself, absolutely caked in filth, shocked and incredulous.
Luckily for him, I was carrying about half a kitchen roll so I wordlessly walked up to him and scraped off the worst of the mess with the absorbent papery stuff.
He stood still, allowing me to clean him up, and I silently waved away his thanks as we continued on our way.
I would normally have laughed my tits off, but at that particular time I had too much on my mind and didn't find anything funny.
Schadenfreude is normal - enjoy it!
( , Fri 18 Dec 2009, 18:43, 7 replies)
that
has to be Exeter?
I have many happy memories of staggering up that hill, if this is the one in question.
There was often a young student with long black hair who strode up it every morning in strappy black heels and something that looked remarkably like a pink negligee. Remarkably I never saw her come a cropper.
( , Fri 18 Dec 2009, 19:20, closed)
has to be Exeter?
I have many happy memories of staggering up that hill, if this is the one in question.
There was often a young student with long black hair who strode up it every morning in strappy black heels and something that looked remarkably like a pink negligee. Remarkably I never saw her come a cropper.
( , Fri 18 Dec 2009, 19:20, closed)
No, not Exeter, a lot further north than that!
The apparently half-dressed students in full slap and heels sound like a similar crew though.
( , Sat 19 Dec 2009, 0:34, closed)
The apparently half-dressed students in full slap and heels sound like a similar crew though.
( , Sat 19 Dec 2009, 0:34, closed)
Is it Strathclyde?
We didn't have a campus as such, but the middle of Glasgow has a lot of very steep hills. During the winter, I quite often feared for my own safety. Probbaly why I wore dockers for three years.
( , Sat 19 Dec 2009, 9:15, closed)
We didn't have a campus as such, but the middle of Glasgow has a lot of very steep hills. During the winter, I quite often feared for my own safety. Probbaly why I wore dockers for three years.
( , Sat 19 Dec 2009, 9:15, closed)
That bloody hill
I used to be in Duryard in Exeter. I can't even begin to guess how many lectures I missed because of that hill. Well, the hill, laziness, apathy, hangovers etc
( , Mon 21 Dec 2009, 14:58, closed)
I used to be in Duryard in Exeter. I can't even begin to guess how many lectures I missed because of that hill. Well, the hill, laziness, apathy, hangovers etc
( , Mon 21 Dec 2009, 14:58, closed)
If it's central lanacashire I saw a suited man tumble all the way down the same slope after heavy rain about 5 years ago when I on a school uni trip. Absolute gold
( , Sat 19 Dec 2009, 10:54, closed)
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