Useless advice
As a new parent, people seem to think it's OK to pass on any and every old wives tale possible. "Don't hug him too much". What? Quite what possesses people to pass on baseless, idiotic, useless advice I don't know.
That said, I quite often give car drivers directions and then, after they've moved off, realise that I've sent them down a bike-only route, so I can give as good as I get.
What useless advice have you been given (or handed out) recently?
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 10:29)
As a new parent, people seem to think it's OK to pass on any and every old wives tale possible. "Don't hug him too much". What? Quite what possesses people to pass on baseless, idiotic, useless advice I don't know.
That said, I quite often give car drivers directions and then, after they've moved off, realise that I've sent them down a bike-only route, so I can give as good as I get.
What useless advice have you been given (or handed out) recently?
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 10:29)
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Couple of years ago...
...I was cooking meself a nice juicy burger for lunch - in a frying pan, you understand. Now, usually I'm quite the dab hand with burgers but for some reason this little fucker was having none of it, and after ten minutes it was still completely raw apart from a blackened bit at the bottom. Being not a happy camper, I picked up a spatula to remove the offending burger from the pan to stick it under the grill instead.
Just as I leaned over the pan to scoop it up, the oil (having seemed completely dormant for ten minutes) hit flashpoint, and the entire panful went up in a huge ball of orange flame narrowly missing my eyebrows.
I leapt back with a bollock-shattering scream of "FUCKING HELL!!!!", followed by an enormous crash as both frying pan and spatula hit the floor.
Cue Mother dearest calling through from the other room:
"Turn the heat down!"
...Cheers mum.
Burger turned out alright though.
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 19:07, Reply)
...I was cooking meself a nice juicy burger for lunch - in a frying pan, you understand. Now, usually I'm quite the dab hand with burgers but for some reason this little fucker was having none of it, and after ten minutes it was still completely raw apart from a blackened bit at the bottom. Being not a happy camper, I picked up a spatula to remove the offending burger from the pan to stick it under the grill instead.
Just as I leaned over the pan to scoop it up, the oil (having seemed completely dormant for ten minutes) hit flashpoint, and the entire panful went up in a huge ball of orange flame narrowly missing my eyebrows.
I leapt back with a bollock-shattering scream of "FUCKING HELL!!!!", followed by an enormous crash as both frying pan and spatula hit the floor.
Cue Mother dearest calling through from the other room:
"Turn the heat down!"
...Cheers mum.
Burger turned out alright though.
( , Thu 19 Oct 2006, 19:07, Reply)
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