The most cash I've ever carried
There's nothing like carrying large amounts of cash to make yourself feel simultaneously like a lottery winner and an obvious target.
A friend went to buy a car for ten grand, panicked and stuffed it down his pants for safety. It was all a bit smelly by the time he got there and he had to search around for some of it...
Tell us the story behind the most cash you've ever carried.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 10:39)
There's nothing like carrying large amounts of cash to make yourself feel simultaneously like a lottery winner and an obvious target.
A friend went to buy a car for ten grand, panicked and stuffed it down his pants for safety. It was all a bit smelly by the time he got there and he had to search around for some of it...
Tell us the story behind the most cash you've ever carried.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 10:39)
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me = tightfist
Came into some money recently, decided to treat myself to some gadgets and gizmos.
Took £3,000 in cash to brrum for the weekend and spent £2500 in the Apple Shop in the Bullring.
New ibook, new imac with RAM maxed out in both, and the 60gb ipod to match.
At the counter the chap asked me `Visa or Mastercard?`, I opened the 2 breast pockets on my scummy corduroy jacket, slapped the wads on the counter and said 'neither, sorry.'
He rang up the purchases, gave me my receipts and asked if I had far to carry them. I was staying at the Burlington just round the corner and told him so.
There's a McDonalds and some other crappy places between apple store and hotel, he says, so would I like a hand carrying them back?
Of course, cheers, says I.
Rather than one of the burly security guards escorting my wee self to the hotel, the guy behind the counter (even shorter, skinnier and paranoid looking then me) picks up the boxes and bags and says 'right then, follow me.'
We pass some VERY scary looking people of all colours and creeds on the way to the hotel who all look at these shiny white boxes with much interest. We get to the hotel safely with the 2-and-a-half-grands worth of kit, and both of us look very, very relieved.
I tipped him a fiver, which looking back, probably makes me a bastard of the highest order. Apple got me back though, 3 weeks later the video ipod is released and within 6 months everything i bought has been replaced.
Karma, neh?
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 19:22, Reply)
Came into some money recently, decided to treat myself to some gadgets and gizmos.
Took £3,000 in cash to brrum for the weekend and spent £2500 in the Apple Shop in the Bullring.
New ibook, new imac with RAM maxed out in both, and the 60gb ipod to match.
At the counter the chap asked me `Visa or Mastercard?`, I opened the 2 breast pockets on my scummy corduroy jacket, slapped the wads on the counter and said 'neither, sorry.'
He rang up the purchases, gave me my receipts and asked if I had far to carry them. I was staying at the Burlington just round the corner and told him so.
There's a McDonalds and some other crappy places between apple store and hotel, he says, so would I like a hand carrying them back?
Of course, cheers, says I.
Rather than one of the burly security guards escorting my wee self to the hotel, the guy behind the counter (even shorter, skinnier and paranoid looking then me) picks up the boxes and bags and says 'right then, follow me.'
We pass some VERY scary looking people of all colours and creeds on the way to the hotel who all look at these shiny white boxes with much interest. We get to the hotel safely with the 2-and-a-half-grands worth of kit, and both of us look very, very relieved.
I tipped him a fiver, which looking back, probably makes me a bastard of the highest order. Apple got me back though, 3 weeks later the video ipod is released and within 6 months everything i bought has been replaced.
Karma, neh?
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 19:22, Reply)
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