Being told off as an adult
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
When was the last time you were properly told off? You know: treated as an errant child rather than the sophisticated adult you are.
The sort of thing that dredges up an involuntary teenage mumble of "Sorry, Miss" whilst you stare at the ground.
Go on, tell us what childish thing you were up to when you got caught.
Oh, and can we have more than one-line answers this time? Cheers!
( , Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
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i went
to a christmas party when i was about 14 at my friend's aunt's house. they have a huge scarlet macaw (which has actually been on tv in a coffee advert in the past) called pedro. i did not know about pedro's existence at the time.
their house is lovely, but it's very old and split level. i was a bit drunk on illicit mulled wine and had wandered around looking for the bathroom. eventually i found the aunt and uncle's bedroom on the top floor, and decided to use their uber-luxurious ensuite.
washing my hands, i was awestruck by the incredible array of cosmetics. chanel. bobbi brown. estee lauder. elizabeth arden. lancome. they were all there. knowing it was really rude and naughty, but unable to resist, i chose a lipgloss from the jostling throng and leaned forwards to steal some with trembling hands.
"what are you doing? what the hell do you think you are doing?" a man's voice boomed out from behind me. shat myself? it's a good job i was in the bathroom. i turned around slowly, only to find that the parrot had been hidden away in the bathroom so he wasn't all disturbed and upset by the party.
"put that down!" he concluded beadily. don't tell me those damn birds don't understand every word they say...
( , Mon 24 Sep 2007, 16:59, Reply)
to a christmas party when i was about 14 at my friend's aunt's house. they have a huge scarlet macaw (which has actually been on tv in a coffee advert in the past) called pedro. i did not know about pedro's existence at the time.
their house is lovely, but it's very old and split level. i was a bit drunk on illicit mulled wine and had wandered around looking for the bathroom. eventually i found the aunt and uncle's bedroom on the top floor, and decided to use their uber-luxurious ensuite.
washing my hands, i was awestruck by the incredible array of cosmetics. chanel. bobbi brown. estee lauder. elizabeth arden. lancome. they were all there. knowing it was really rude and naughty, but unable to resist, i chose a lipgloss from the jostling throng and leaned forwards to steal some with trembling hands.
"what are you doing? what the hell do you think you are doing?" a man's voice boomed out from behind me. shat myself? it's a good job i was in the bathroom. i turned around slowly, only to find that the parrot had been hidden away in the bathroom so he wasn't all disturbed and upset by the party.
"put that down!" he concluded beadily. don't tell me those damn birds don't understand every word they say...
( , Mon 24 Sep 2007, 16:59, Reply)
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