KarmaSue Denham writes, "I once slipped out of work two hours early without the boss noticing. In my hurry to make the most of this petty victory, I knocked myself out on the car door and spent the rest of the day semi-conscious, bowking rich brown vomit over my one and only suit."
Have you been visited by the forces of Karma, or watched it happen to other people?
Thanks to Pooflake for the suggestion
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chthonic, Thu 21 Feb 2008, 14:24)
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Just remembered another tale, this is a tale with an added spang...This was a good number of years ago now, back when I was a somewhat spoddish student. It was the end of the academic year, and barring my appearance on the "the following students have failed to reach the required standard" list, life was generally good.
So it came to be that I was making my way over to the artist formerly known as "Mrs Bluemeat" in order to indulge myself in various activities of the genital persuasion. We'd also arranged for me to spend most of the summer there, since her then landlady's rental terms were somewhat better than those offered by my own parents.
As an added bonus, Mrs Bluemeat was fortunate enough to be working for a recruitment agency as office staff. This had several benefits, most notably that it enabled me to remain on their books even when they were not taking on further students for the summer. Whilst being incredibly useful, this was but the fruity stuff within the cake.
The icing on top came from the fact that when around during the holidays, I'd frequently join Mrs Bluemeat and her colleagues for the imbibement of various intoxicating substances, all of which essentially meant that I was very much in favour with all of the office staff. This frequently lead to conversations in the office where my name was frequently discussed as soon as the particularly choice jobs rolled it.
So, faced with the possibility of well paying doss work with less rent to pay and all all you can eat breastage, it was all a bit of a no-brainer really.
Which kinda leads me back to the point of the story. Since i'd be over there for some time, I'd decided to do several runs from home, carrying most of my important possessions with me.
Those of a London persuasion will know the propensity of particularly rushed commuters to sometimes get past someone by barging another person's bag so that it swings out of the way harmlessly, creating a path for them to go about their highly important but completely inane business.
Anyway, it came to be that whilst taking one load of my possessions over to Mrs Bluemeat's that some businessperson attempted this particular trick with my bag.
One *spang* later and they discovered that I was actually carrying my PC system unit in the bag, and that they had just met with one of the corners of it.
Length? They were probably doubled over for a good few minutes..
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bluemeat has been best of all the animals since, Fri 22 Feb 2008, 15:43,
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businessperson...how very PC (excuse the pun). Was it a man who got the corner in the nether regions?
btw "all you can eat breastage"..i like that and shall be using it with extreme gusto.
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to be honestI can't remember if they had mounds or a pole, so i went for the neutral option ;-)
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bluemeat has been best of all the animals since, Fri 22 Feb 2008, 15:58,
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