Shops and SupermarketsI used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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DJ 7-11Way back when, I used to be a regular clubber - a proper little Ravey Davey Gravey. I was often to be found ligging with the DJs afterwards, too. Some of them were twunts, some of them were excellent fellows / fellesses, but it's certainly true that most of them had egos that needed lights on top to warn passing airliners to take a detour around them.
Now it came to pass that one fine night we were heading back for the after party, and on the way we stopped at an all-night store for supplies. I happened to be chatting to the night's headline DJ as we entered the store, who was naturally feeling rather pumped up from the triumph of his set.
It therefore rather deflated him, much to the hilarity of the rest of us, when we heard one of his own tracks playing on the shop's PA as muzak. Not just one he'd played that night, but one that he'd actually produced himself.
Took him months to get rid of the nickname "DJ 7-11"...
(, Wed 16 May 2012, 11:39, 1 reply)
You dropped this 'needless to say I had the last laugh' over here.(
Amorous Badger NAKED BEA ARTHUR PHOTOS 4U, Wed 16 May 2012, 22:14,
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