Unexpected Good Fortune
Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
( , Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
Travelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
( , Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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the best hangover ever
I worked at the local supermarket and they had quite decent rates for working on public holidays so one new years I foolishly decided that if I started work at 1pm on New years day I'd be fit for work after the big night. The new year was welcomed in with lots of nasty cheap vodka and spewing up. I straggled into work after cleaning myself up as I'd even puked all over myself in my boyfriends car on the way home. I was there all of 10 minutes when I realised they had loads of staff and didn't need me until later on so I high-tailed it home to sleep it off (puking in my car along the way as I was too embarrassed to be seen spewing wearing my uniform in the car park). Feeling still a little fragile but more stable 5 hours later I wobbled back into work. I was ever so stoked the next week looking at my paycheck I had somehow stuffed up in swiping in and out and they'd paid me the whole day at time and a half (admittedly this was sweet f'all, but at the time it was a goldmine). Ahhh there is nothing better than being paid to sleep.
( , Fri 15 Sep 2006, 17:50, Reply)
I worked at the local supermarket and they had quite decent rates for working on public holidays so one new years I foolishly decided that if I started work at 1pm on New years day I'd be fit for work after the big night. The new year was welcomed in with lots of nasty cheap vodka and spewing up. I straggled into work after cleaning myself up as I'd even puked all over myself in my boyfriends car on the way home. I was there all of 10 minutes when I realised they had loads of staff and didn't need me until later on so I high-tailed it home to sleep it off (puking in my car along the way as I was too embarrassed to be seen spewing wearing my uniform in the car park). Feeling still a little fragile but more stable 5 hours later I wobbled back into work. I was ever so stoked the next week looking at my paycheck I had somehow stuffed up in swiping in and out and they'd paid me the whole day at time and a half (admittedly this was sweet f'all, but at the time it was a goldmine). Ahhh there is nothing better than being paid to sleep.
( , Fri 15 Sep 2006, 17:50, Reply)
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