Well, that taught 'em
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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What were they thinking...
Many many moons ago, I became the victim being taught a lesson.
I have to confess to not contributing a huge amount to my folks for providing a roof over my head – in fact, I didn’t pay a sausage or lift a finger but still expected pocket money on a weekly basis. (but to be fair, I was in secondary school trying to get some GCSEs)
One day, I return form school to take a call from a company saying they’ll deliver the items next Thursday. “Great” says I wondering who they were and what they were delivering. “You’ll receive a map showing your distribution area and they must be delivered by Monday” I’m told. “Sure, no worries” I reply – not having a clue what was going on.
Turns out my folks had got me a job. Delivering leaflets to 1000 houses in my area. It’d pay £20 and I’d be able to start paying my way.
I came home from school the following Thursday to four large (1m x 1m) boxes and a large map.
Bugger.
On opening, I found 250 Trakker chocolate bars in promotional packaging in each box.
I munched probably 50 or so that very afternoon and sold the rest to my school chums.
A week later I was paid my £20.
I didn’t give my folks a penny.
( , Fri 27 Apr 2007, 13:31, Reply)
Many many moons ago, I became the victim being taught a lesson.
I have to confess to not contributing a huge amount to my folks for providing a roof over my head – in fact, I didn’t pay a sausage or lift a finger but still expected pocket money on a weekly basis. (but to be fair, I was in secondary school trying to get some GCSEs)
One day, I return form school to take a call from a company saying they’ll deliver the items next Thursday. “Great” says I wondering who they were and what they were delivering. “You’ll receive a map showing your distribution area and they must be delivered by Monday” I’m told. “Sure, no worries” I reply – not having a clue what was going on.
Turns out my folks had got me a job. Delivering leaflets to 1000 houses in my area. It’d pay £20 and I’d be able to start paying my way.
I came home from school the following Thursday to four large (1m x 1m) boxes and a large map.
Bugger.
On opening, I found 250 Trakker chocolate bars in promotional packaging in each box.
I munched probably 50 or so that very afternoon and sold the rest to my school chums.
A week later I was paid my £20.
I didn’t give my folks a penny.
( , Fri 27 Apr 2007, 13:31, Reply)
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