Unemployed
I was Mordred writes, "I've been out of work for a while now... however, every cloud must have a silver lining. Tell us your stories of the upside to unemployment."
You can tell us about the unexpected downsides too if you want.
( , Fri 3 Apr 2009, 10:02)
I was Mordred writes, "I've been out of work for a while now... however, every cloud must have a silver lining. Tell us your stories of the upside to unemployment."
You can tell us about the unexpected downsides too if you want.
( , Fri 3 Apr 2009, 10:02)
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Unemployment = Animal Cruelty
I was unempolyed for over year, way back at the beginning of the 90's
My body clock was reversed and i lived the life of a vampire, minus the blood sucking.
Boredom is a much touted word, but most folk aren't truly bored. Actual boredom, the real stuff, is absolutely horrific.
On one occassion i was actually up and awake during the day and decided to do a wee experiment on the masses of pigeons that gathered outside my house.
I dissolved dozens of soluble asprins and soaked the resulting liquid up with some bread that i then fed to the pigeons. One in particular ate most of the poisoned offerings.
What happened, fuck all. It flew to a window ledge and sat there, looking very much alive.
Fuck this, i thought, i had to up the stakes. So i got another piece of bread and squirted a whole load of superglue inside it and fed it to a seagull that promptly retched it back up in a most comical fashion.
I do have more stories, but i've repressed my time on the dole, so they might be a bit slow in coming back to me
( , Fri 3 Apr 2009, 18:26, Reply)
I was unempolyed for over year, way back at the beginning of the 90's
My body clock was reversed and i lived the life of a vampire, minus the blood sucking.
Boredom is a much touted word, but most folk aren't truly bored. Actual boredom, the real stuff, is absolutely horrific.
On one occassion i was actually up and awake during the day and decided to do a wee experiment on the masses of pigeons that gathered outside my house.
I dissolved dozens of soluble asprins and soaked the resulting liquid up with some bread that i then fed to the pigeons. One in particular ate most of the poisoned offerings.
What happened, fuck all. It flew to a window ledge and sat there, looking very much alive.
Fuck this, i thought, i had to up the stakes. So i got another piece of bread and squirted a whole load of superglue inside it and fed it to a seagull that promptly retched it back up in a most comical fashion.
I do have more stories, but i've repressed my time on the dole, so they might be a bit slow in coming back to me
( , Fri 3 Apr 2009, 18:26, Reply)
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