Being told off as an adultWhen 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!
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chthonic, Thu 20 Sep 2007, 17:18)
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Freelander TosserUsed to be a bloke at work who drove a Freelander. God knows why, he lived in North London (but that probably explains it).
The parking spaces here are tiny and they're all allocated, which meant that I always parked next to Mr Freelander. I used to have to regularly complain about the fact that I couldn't get in my car after he'd parked next to me (I was usually in first). I got eerily intimate with my gearstick from having to climb into the driving seat from the passenger side.
One day, he got in to the car park before me, and was stood next to his car, arms folded, waiting.
With a look of withering disdain, he started with "You do realise, OF COURSE, that the reason you have a problem getting in and out of your car is because you INSIST on reversing into your space, DON'T YOU".
"No" was my answer. "The reason I can't get into my car most days is because (a) your monster truck is about 6 inches wider than the space you're TRYING to park it in, and (b) you seem entirely incapable of parking it in a straight line. OF COURSE, if you had a car that was just a little more sensible for driving in London rather than Snowdonia, and IF you took some driving lessons, then there wouldn't be a problem".
And walked off.
It occurred to me later that the car park is for senior managers and I was the most junior person using it, meaning that he could probably get me sacked if he felt like it....
Never had a problem with him again though.
(, Wed 26 Sep 2007, 12:20, Reply)
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