» Crap meals out

Happened last year in a well known chain pub (starts with a W and ends in etherspoons, but it's not really fair to name them) in Leicester
Went in with one of my flatmates to get food, without necessarily intending to drink. Walked up to the bar to order and this spotty little madam behind the bar just sneered "got any id", like i said we weren't going to drink and as it happened my flat mate (who is 6'2'' and had the startings of a beard at the time) didn't have any. She first refused to serve us at all until one of her co workers pointed out we could still have food. I've nothing against being asked for id, i've done it to people before but because of her general rudeness and lack of customer service skills we now felt it was our duty to annoy her as much as possible. Went and got a table and then I went to get drinks, tried to order 2 pints from a different girl and the other girl came storming over and shouted her mouth off again. So i ordered one pint and one coke ... the gave the pint to my flatmate (like i said we were trying to annoy her now), as she walked by he raised his glass to her. You could see she was pissed, she came over and was her usual charming self again, que the manager coming over and asking us to leave and not to come back until my flatmate had proof of age, hurrah! And we've not been back since, they don't have music anyway. Not sure if it ocunts as a meal though, we had to leave before our food arrived. Apologies for length, it's all down to genetics
(Sun 30th Apr 2006, 19:25, More)

» Teenage Parties

Went to a party at my friend's house...
He's got a massive house in a really quiet village. His parents went away and told him that he could have a few friends round. Between him and his brother they managed to get about 150 people, someone turned up with a big bag of drugs that they were selling. Ended up dancing to drum and bass until 6 in the morning when the neighbours finally called the police. His house was wrecked, but a party which has yet to be equalled.
(Fri 14th Apr 2006, 12:54, More)

» Toilets

Mexican toilet
A few years ago when i was about 17 i worked in a school in mexico for a few weeks. The toilet they had there was an interesting affair, you had to walk up steps and poo through a hole in the floor and into a big pot of sorts. Went in there one night, pitch black except for my rather pathetic torch. Crouching over the hole i saw something move, shone my torch on it to see a huge (at least it seemed huge to me at the time) scorpion in the corner by the door, didn't think it was possible to run that fast whilst in full clench
(Wed 7th Sep 2005, 12:45, More)

» Guilty Pleasures

when i'm driving on my own
I like to shout abuse and very rude words at other road users (other drivers, cyclists, pedestrians i'm not fussy). The victims of my abuse are probably unaware, but it makes me feel better
(Thu 7th Apr 2005, 19:57, More)

» Work Experience

work experience when I was 15
Around the age of 15 I got it into my head that I wanted to be Doctor (which has since been abandoned as i'm now well on the way to being a lawyer). I did two weeks work experience at the museum at the Royal College of Surgeons.

During that time I was given a number of things to do: I helped changed the fluid in various anatomy samples, spending hours moving money skulls from one box to another, helping to organise some of the terrifying things in the store rooms, cataloging vaginal speculums and sitting in on human disections.

Although I since changed my mind about being a doctor when I found out i'd have to do chemstry A level, it was still more fun that the two weeks at the travel agents or the old folks home that other people at my school did.
(Tue 15th May 2007, 10:29, More)