Unexpected Good FortuneTravelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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Working in a nightclubMeans that unexpected good fortune starts to become expected, and you get pretty narked if you skip off home at the end of the night without some treasure of some sort. In my time there (the horror that was Benz in Bridgend for any of you who know South Wales) I acquired...
Three new coats, including one I still wear thirteen years on; a very nice hippie type necklace; an excellent mix tape (this was back in the day); 'relaxants' of varying size and quality; 'stimulants' of varying granularity; at least a fiver a night, often much more; a pretty little ear cuff; a birthday candle that sings when you light it; assorted good friends, and an excellent network of dealers...
I think Karma liked me then, 'cos I used to actually try to match owners up with belongings, and would keep stuff safe there for ages before deciding it was abandoned. No-one's gonna tell you if they've lost their stash, now, are they? ;-)
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