Hmmm... must've been last week. Our Secretary usually takes the calls, puts them through to us, tells us who it is and then connects. alas this time she connected directly... so I had seen the number calling and it was one of those "pain in the arse" customers... I expected the secretary to be on the line and simply started talking: "Damn, not that stupid pain in the ass again, I don't want to talk to her... tell her I'm in a meeting or something..." You know those long awkward pauses? That must've been the longest ever... then the reply "So you don't want to talk to me eh? FINE! *SLAM*" Needless to say the customer hasn't called since... doesn't matter anyway ^^ Way to go modern technology
This all reminds me of one very embaressing incident a couple years back. I won't go into details.. After being with my girlfriend a short while (her parents didn't know that then) her mobile broke so she borrowed her mothers. After my gf phone was fixed her mum went off to France. She started texting me about sex I replied but one time I did not get a reply so I resent the message assuming the message got lost in the network. Fast forward one week, my gf mum comes home from France and shows my gf certain texts. It turned out that after being so used to sending my gf texts to her mum's phone while my gf's phone was being fixed, I without thinking sent "certain" texts to her mum. That's where the "missing" texts went and I was completly oblivious to that fact. Needless to say I (and my gf) was truly very embaressed.
Very similar thing happened to me. My phone was broken so I was borrowing one of the spare ones from the gf's house, and after a few weeks of normal usage (which of course included the standard 'couple' material) gave it back without wiping the inbox/sent items. Needless to say her mum needed to use it once and stumbled across the texts (personally I'd have deleted them instead of reading them all ) when drunk and thought it appropriate to let the gf know that she's more enlightened to our sex life now. I expect the gf was more embarrassed than me but recalling what the texts said still makes me feel a bit awkward.
I dunno - there's another one I can't remember, but my girlfriend delights in telling me this one: At University, I lived about 5 hours away from my girlfriend by train. Me in London, her in Wales. One night, some of our mutual friends were visiting me at Uni. One of them went off to the bar, so I gave him a tenner and said "I'll have a guinness". He came back with a pound and said "Oh, I got bored, so here's a pitcher of black russian instead". I get very drunk on cocktails... or spirits of any kind. Later that night, after staggering back to a friends house, the festivities continued. Through my clouded perception, I noticed I had a hole in one of the legs of my jeans. Deciding it was high time to see how big I could make the hole, I found a pair of scissors. There I was, carefully cutting round the hole, when I realised I wasn't cutting round the hole, but in fact round my trouser leg. Only when it was too late did I realise I was now wearing a pair of jeans with only one leg. My friend found this hillarious, and promptly texted my girlfriend. Ten minutes later, I got a phone call from her, which proceeded as such: "<Dave Penguin>, are you drunk?" "Noo... urrm.... Oh, I think so! YES! YES I AM! " "Right. Have you really cut the leg off your trousers?" "I don't know, I can't feel my legs right now."
I got talking on the work messenger about this thread, one the guys chipped in with this one, thought it was too funny/painful not to post. SW [12:37]: Playing rugby or something, he got hit in a tackle, basically dislocated his hip or pelvis, PE teacher fancied himself a doctor thought yeah I'll just pop the bone back in. Little did he know that one ball had made a little home in the newly created gap in the bones. PE teacher wacks the bone home, and Graham 'One-ball' Daniels was off to hospital
Oh my god I cannot even begin to imagine the pain that must have caused. Oh god, oh god.... oh god...
LAWL quality. For Me :- important clan match on RTCW, in the final minutes i had to get up to go to the toilet, my brother takes over under strict instructions no tking. tking commences. Going on a massive bender in skegness with my mates, losing my best mate, coming back to the flat to find said best mate tucked up in bed on the sofa, fire extinguishers get used, brother thrown through dining room table in a wrestling match, have fight with brother, get punched in throat, projectile vomit up front door.
I don't think that is actually anatomically possible, plus having just done a google search it appears to either be an urban legend or a fairly regular occurence in the rugby world.
That's not even possible. To the extent that it actually makes me angry that anyone could even think to try and pass that off as fact.
I had heard a similar story before, but apparently Woof82 is correct! http://msgboard.snopes.com/message/ultimatebb.php?/ubb/get_topic/f/35/t/001861.html Silly us!
I had to shop for some hardware here the other day: It's not a chop, you can visit the website to confirm, but i'd suggest being carefull to enter it correctly & complete in your browser. And yes, the guys working there were a little too polite, and their voices were a little too high pitched, not that there's anything wrong with that
