Where is the strangest place you have slept?
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
'lardaholics anonymous' was bored and started a new question over in the old question, so the least we can do is make it official. What with New Year's celebrations coming up, asking for the strangest place you have slept is nicely appropriate too.
In case you are wondering, Portsmouth beach in the fog. Very strange waking up to that.
( , Fri 29 Dec 2006, 8:57)
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Oh go on then, some work-related ones
I once fell asleep in London. This wouldn't be particularly unusual normally, but this one time was special. I was working 12-14 hour days in London, but living in Oxford at the time. I'd spent all week showing up at site at 7am, which was an achievement seeing as I took the 4:45 or so train from Oxford. I then rebuilt their entire computer system from 7 till 9, helped the users from 9 till 5:30, then carried on rebuilding the system from 5:30 until I couldn't say my own name, then I went home. Clearly, even with brutal amounts of coffee, I couldn't keep this one up forever. One fine day, the customer guy is droning on about his favourite method of indexing databases, or some dull as moo stuff like that. Some minutes later I awoke to a panoramic view of the ceiling. Apparently my eyes had rolled back in my head, and I'd fallen asleep in mid-nod. The best of it is that the person droning didn't notice I'd gone, and someone else stepped over my body. The second person past happened to be the first-aider, and she tried to sort me out. The result - the customer complained to my company! In the end, I got let off the 7am-9am shift. Woo.
Again, I'm told that sleeping in cars isn't unusual. People do it all the time - the low rumble, the warmth, the comfy seats... perfect for a quick forty winks. I usually get to see my passengers nod off, as I drive. This year, for instance, I drove Mrs. God and Small God down to Mother of God's for Christmas. Both of them sparked out somewhere around halfway there, so I drove to the sound of gentle snores and low mutterings of 'Damn, my iPod's in the boot...'. So, sleeping in cars, always good. Except when, as I do, you wake up to find the steering wheel in your hands. And someone on the phone going 'Hello! Hello!' I've been told by the police that this is A Bad Thing To Happen. So you'd think I wouldn't do it again... twice I've done it so far!
Finally, and cliche'd I know, but I have fallen asleep in several computer rooms. Normally the cold wakes me up, but a couple of times I've come around because someone's tapping me on the shoulder. Some of my customers are nice enough to bring coffee!
Insert your own length/girth joke here: ( * ) [but please lube it up first, after expelling the above, I'm a little sore]
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 15:00, Reply)
I once fell asleep in London. This wouldn't be particularly unusual normally, but this one time was special. I was working 12-14 hour days in London, but living in Oxford at the time. I'd spent all week showing up at site at 7am, which was an achievement seeing as I took the 4:45 or so train from Oxford. I then rebuilt their entire computer system from 7 till 9, helped the users from 9 till 5:30, then carried on rebuilding the system from 5:30 until I couldn't say my own name, then I went home. Clearly, even with brutal amounts of coffee, I couldn't keep this one up forever. One fine day, the customer guy is droning on about his favourite method of indexing databases, or some dull as moo stuff like that. Some minutes later I awoke to a panoramic view of the ceiling. Apparently my eyes had rolled back in my head, and I'd fallen asleep in mid-nod. The best of it is that the person droning didn't notice I'd gone, and someone else stepped over my body. The second person past happened to be the first-aider, and she tried to sort me out. The result - the customer complained to my company! In the end, I got let off the 7am-9am shift. Woo.
Again, I'm told that sleeping in cars isn't unusual. People do it all the time - the low rumble, the warmth, the comfy seats... perfect for a quick forty winks. I usually get to see my passengers nod off, as I drive. This year, for instance, I drove Mrs. God and Small God down to Mother of God's for Christmas. Both of them sparked out somewhere around halfway there, so I drove to the sound of gentle snores and low mutterings of 'Damn, my iPod's in the boot...'. So, sleeping in cars, always good. Except when, as I do, you wake up to find the steering wheel in your hands. And someone on the phone going 'Hello! Hello!' I've been told by the police that this is A Bad Thing To Happen. So you'd think I wouldn't do it again... twice I've done it so far!
Finally, and cliche'd I know, but I have fallen asleep in several computer rooms. Normally the cold wakes me up, but a couple of times I've come around because someone's tapping me on the shoulder. Some of my customers are nice enough to bring coffee!
Insert your own length/girth joke here: ( * ) [but please lube it up first, after expelling the above, I'm a little sore]
( , Thu 4 Jan 2007, 15:00, Reply)
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