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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Inland Revenue
1999, I was temporarily unemployed and it was getting dangerously close to Christmas. I ended up getting a temp job, which totally blew but it meant that i would have a bit of cash to buy my nearest and dearest stuff for Christmas and maybe even have myself something to eat.
Because I was a temp, I wasn't eligible for the company's yearly £1000 bonus. Unlucky. But being a bit of a philosophical gent, I shrugged it off.
Two days before Christmas I get paid and find out that I've only been paid for two weeks, not four and, because I didn't have the right tax code, I came out with about sixty quid. Gutted, i drove home (in the car that I'd borrowed money off my mum to buy because I'd nearly killed myself a few months before in another one), wondering how the hell I was going to pay rent, let alone eat. I get inside and pick up the post to find a letter from the Inland Revenue with a cheque inside for three hundred and fifty quid! Result!
( , Fri 15 Sep 2006, 20:04, Reply)
1999, I was temporarily unemployed and it was getting dangerously close to Christmas. I ended up getting a temp job, which totally blew but it meant that i would have a bit of cash to buy my nearest and dearest stuff for Christmas and maybe even have myself something to eat.
Because I was a temp, I wasn't eligible for the company's yearly £1000 bonus. Unlucky. But being a bit of a philosophical gent, I shrugged it off.
Two days before Christmas I get paid and find out that I've only been paid for two weeks, not four and, because I didn't have the right tax code, I came out with about sixty quid. Gutted, i drove home (in the car that I'd borrowed money off my mum to buy because I'd nearly killed myself a few months before in another one), wondering how the hell I was going to pay rent, let alone eat. I get inside and pick up the post to find a letter from the Inland Revenue with a cheque inside for three hundred and fifty quid! Result!
( , Fri 15 Sep 2006, 20:04, Reply)
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