Profile for devilstickz:
Hi everyone,
long time lurker, finally summoned courage to start posting.
Please welcome me into your collective bosom and forgive me my sins of large files and lack of hummus which I'm sure to commit.
I'm a 26yo drug dealer (pharmacist) who lived in Hull for a while but I managed to escape in a daring dash inland.
Keep it real, peace out
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Hi everyone,
long time lurker, finally summoned courage to start posting.
Please welcome me into your collective bosom and forgive me my sins of large files and lack of hummus which I'm sure to commit.
I'm a 26yo drug dealer (pharmacist) who lived in Hull for a while but I managed to escape in a daring dash inland.
Keep it real, peace out
x
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» Bastard Colleagues
The boss
the boss in the department of the hospital (which will remain nameless) in which I worked always seemed like a lovely bloke to me, friendly, attentive, smart, and in control.
After he retired, I heard some stories that made me understand why some of the female staff weren't particularly enamoured of him. Apparently he frequently watched soft porn on his computer in his fishbowl office in the middle of the department, he seemed to think that ladies' only purpose was making tea and babies.
Then, one time he called a female member of staff, who had miscarried several weeks previously, into his office, and asked her when the baby was due...
Talk about keeping your finger on the pulse of the department
(go easy on my- it's my first QOTW reply)
(Thu 24th Jan 2008, 14:10, More)
The boss
the boss in the department of the hospital (which will remain nameless) in which I worked always seemed like a lovely bloke to me, friendly, attentive, smart, and in control.
After he retired, I heard some stories that made me understand why some of the female staff weren't particularly enamoured of him. Apparently he frequently watched soft porn on his computer in his fishbowl office in the middle of the department, he seemed to think that ladies' only purpose was making tea and babies.
Then, one time he called a female member of staff, who had miscarried several weeks previously, into his office, and asked her when the baby was due...
Talk about keeping your finger on the pulse of the department
(go easy on my- it's my first QOTW reply)
(Thu 24th Jan 2008, 14:10, More)
» Get Rich Quick
The great HMV Student-discount heist
My housemate at uni was a bit of a wideboy and wouldn't miss an opportunity to get something for nothing.
He used to go into HMV with his student card and buy something, didn't matter what, with his student card for 10% discount (although more often than not it was a CD so he could copy it and get double freebie).
He would then take said item back to HMV, without a receipt (unwanted gift, lost receipt- you know the drill!) It would have HMV price stickers still on it so they knew it was theirs. He'd get the full price back- 10% instant profit!
Of course, he couldn't get cash, but he built himself a good nest egg of store credit, which he then used to buy a PS2 (back when they were new!)
Apparently in the larger London stores you could repeat the scam several times a day- buy from one till, take back to one on another floor, etc.
I wish I had the balls to do it myself!
(Fri 1st Aug 2008, 10:40, More)
The great HMV Student-discount heist
My housemate at uni was a bit of a wideboy and wouldn't miss an opportunity to get something for nothing.
He used to go into HMV with his student card and buy something, didn't matter what, with his student card for 10% discount (although more often than not it was a CD so he could copy it and get double freebie).
He would then take said item back to HMV, without a receipt (unwanted gift, lost receipt- you know the drill!) It would have HMV price stickers still on it so they knew it was theirs. He'd get the full price back- 10% instant profit!
Of course, he couldn't get cash, but he built himself a good nest egg of store credit, which he then used to buy a PS2 (back when they were new!)
Apparently in the larger London stores you could repeat the scam several times a day- buy from one till, take back to one on another floor, etc.
I wish I had the balls to do it myself!
(Fri 1st Aug 2008, 10:40, More)
» Rubbish Towns
Hull... Need I say more?
Admittedly, I'm probably spoilt, having grown up in York, a lovely city, but to me, Hull is the shittest place on Earth. I've lived in Nottingham, where gang related gun crime is commonplace, but at least it's not Hull.
Hull is stuck at the end of the M62, literally at the end of the world. The people here are so backwards it makes me want to weep. I worked in a chemist shop which had over 200 methadone addicts- in ONE SHOP!!
To give an example of how thick the people here are, our car was stolen, then three weeks later it was parked, two streets from where we live, in EXACTLY the same condition as it was when it was stolen! They didn't even think to change the number plates!
The most annoying thing about Hull, however, is its gravity-well effect. Once you've been, you can't stay away! I left, I got as far as Australia, then, for some reason inexplicable to myself, I moved back of my own volition! You hear this story all to often in Hull- people who left, ended up coming back, then shortly afterwards wanted to leave again... Crazy
(Tue 3rd Nov 2009, 10:38, More)
Hull... Need I say more?
Admittedly, I'm probably spoilt, having grown up in York, a lovely city, but to me, Hull is the shittest place on Earth. I've lived in Nottingham, where gang related gun crime is commonplace, but at least it's not Hull.
Hull is stuck at the end of the M62, literally at the end of the world. The people here are so backwards it makes me want to weep. I worked in a chemist shop which had over 200 methadone addicts- in ONE SHOP!!
To give an example of how thick the people here are, our car was stolen, then three weeks later it was parked, two streets from where we live, in EXACTLY the same condition as it was when it was stolen! They didn't even think to change the number plates!
The most annoying thing about Hull, however, is its gravity-well effect. Once you've been, you can't stay away! I left, I got as far as Australia, then, for some reason inexplicable to myself, I moved back of my own volition! You hear this story all to often in Hull- people who left, ended up coming back, then shortly afterwards wanted to leave again... Crazy
(Tue 3rd Nov 2009, 10:38, More)