Karma At The Drive-In
For my second ever QOTW attempt I thought I'd start with this true story of triumph and despair. Appoligies as it is a biggy but I've been told it's mildly amusing at the very least.

Quite a while back, a group of us decided to head to Nantgarw (not important if you have no idea where it is) to watch a film with their girlfriends. Many others tagged along for the hell of it (I was one of them third wheels). It was an average day, nice burgers, crappy film (John Tucker Must Die, horrendous), but I digress.

Once the film was over everyone was going to walk back to the station. It being around 9 o'clock and with me and my good friend Kyle needing to get home, we took off ahead of time.

Problem, when we got to the path leading to the station we realised how dark it actually was, and being as it was surrounded by trees and various other woodland, it was a rather scary site, but being the courageous gentlemen we were we trudged onward.

The sounds of crickets made for a very uncomfortable setting, and as we continued their journey, Kyle stopped and said "I think there's a guy up there." Filling our pants we tip-toed up praying that the guy wasn't a smack addict (it's quite a rough area). Kyle put up his fists and I, ever so heroically, hooked onto his jacket hood and prayed it would soon be over. We walked up to face our foe...an old wooden gate.

We finally made it to the train station and checked the times and find that there was no trains running to our destination! We ran to the timetables to double check, and shat ourselves when we found out that the tracks were undergoing repairs, luckily for us however, there was going to be a bus in Ponty (only two stops away), ready to take us home. We quickly jumped on the next train and headed to Ponty, they were worried for the others so texted them to check on them to find.......

They ALL had lifts home!

This pissed us off bigtime as no one had offered them a lift before we left, but we shook it off and continued reading some newspaper they found on the train (there's always one isn't there?) until we reached Ponty. We got off and ran as fast as we could to find.......no buses would be arriving for another 2 hours! We frantically scrambled for enough money for a taxi. Luckily the driver said we could pay him when Kyle got to his stop so everything was fine.

That is until the taxi ride, the driver kept asking us questions (do you like metal? do I know your uncle? etc.) and made several really bad jokes repeatedly nudging Kyle (my last name is Green, he made a gag about saying his was Red).

By now we were shitting ourselves once again and thinking that he was a total lunatic (justified). He even stopped off at his house to give Kyle a bunch of VHS tapes featuring "Metal" bands with such hardcore metalists as Tori Amois. Luckily Kyle got to the stop and paid him, then ran inside. I however was stuck with the guy for another 10 minutes! I did the smart thing and just asked the driver to drop me off by Kyle's where I walked home the rest of the way.

On top of all that, while gloating that I had gotten away with sneaking to the cinema and staying there as late as I did, I posted this story on another site. For whatever reason my mother typed my name into the Google search engine and found the story herself.

Ah childhood...

* Appoligies for any sudden point of view changes in the story as I am adapting it from it's original write-up.
(JC_Green Lacks humour, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 4:06, 6 replies)

That would have been my mate Benjy behind the wheel I think. :)
And the Toris Amos Metal album was her first ever LP called Y Kant Tori Read, before she reinvented herself as a pop warbler.
Benjy's a lovely bloke though, just so you know, wouldn't harm a fly.
( stuj (^(^;;^)^) GO TEAM SPIDERS!(^(^;;^)^), Sun 24 Feb 2008, 6:42, closed)

?
That reads like you keep forgetting whether it was you or someone else that this happened to.

And I don't understand where the karma comes in to it.
(clumsyeloquence is a girl, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 9:48, closed)

gna?
what?
(Alaning, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 10:15, closed)

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i see no karma
(dave likes cheese, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 10:39, closed)

Shit they're onto me
Again appoligies for the sloppy write-up, the first time I wrote it I had to write it in third person throughout so it was quite a chore to look through it all and edit it into first person.

The karma is in the fact that I snuck out late to go to the cinema for all this to happen to me afterward. That's also not explained clearly, but then again my original idea was just to write up the lyrics of Alanis Morrissette's Ironic.
(JC_Green Lacks humour, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 15:22, closed)

I'm not sure I get the Karma bit.
But it's well written and all spelt correctly and all that sort of thing.

So no complaints from me.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 25 Feb 2008, 11:48, closed)