Surprise!Herb Alpert's Taxi Driver asks: Ever given granny a heart attack on her 90th birthday or knocked down the wall between the living room and kitchen by mistake before the wife gets home? Tell us tales of surprises and their fluffy and/or messy endings.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 4 Apr 2013, 12:10)
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The chicken danceSome years ago, I met a Californian girl who was travelling the world. She had met a friend of mine overseas, and he'd invited her to stay with him in the UK for a while, a few weeks later. She turned out to be a good laugh, and I was sad when she had to head back to the States.
A day or two before she left, however, out of the blue I was offered work in San Francisco. Which, as it turned out, was the same area she was from. And so a plan was hatched: once there I found out where she lived, and set off to surprise her. After convincing her house-mate that I wasn't a mad axe-wielding stalker - I think the British accent helped there - I discovered that she was in a local bar with a group of friends. So I went there, walked up behind her, swung into her eye-line and said a cheery "Hello!"
Now consider this from her point of view. She's back home, and her travels are probably already seeming rather dream-like and unreal. She'd met lots of people, but probably never expected to see any of them ever again. Seeing me in her local, just a few days after leaving me 9000 km behind, must have been a cognitive dissonance of the highest order.
She boggled in a most satisfactory way. In fact she started to run around in circles, flapping her arms like a demented chicken and screaming "Oh my god!!". Then she spent the next half hour alternately giggling and punching me for freaking her out.
We're still friends. Even though she says I sound like Jamie Oliver.
(, Fri 5 Apr 2013, 11:12, 5 replies)
Did you go there?(, Fri 5 Apr 2013, 13:53, closed)
Sadly, no.(, Fri 5 Apr 2013, 14:01, closed)
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