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» Random Acts of Kindness
the karma hat
this is a fairly shit non-story, but meh.
A few years ago i was a wet-behind the ears apprentice-type dickhead, doing a job that involved being out and about all over the place at various times of day. One autumn i was working a split-day (12pm - 12am) and as it had been a sunny afternoon i'd neglected to bring any warm gear. That night winter fell with a bump and I was working outside in the very cold darkness in only a thin fleece. One of the more experienced lads lent me a spare jacket and woolly hat, so life became slightly more bearable.
at the end of the night, i gave him back his jacket and made some admiring comment about the hat, and being the lovely bloke he was he let me keep it. I'd learned my lesson, so as soon as i could, i put together a bag of spare clothes, coat, gloves and hats to take with me on jobs - just in case of inclement weather.
a few months later, i was out working and one of the guys i was with had come out without a hat, and was rather chilly. So i gave him the hat, and explained how i'd come about it. I also let him keep the hat at the end of the night.
a couple of years later I met that bloke again, and he remembered me, and told me how he had passed the hat on himself in similar circumstances, to a bloke who he'd later discovered had done the same too.
I like the idea of a karma hat.
(Thu 9th Feb 2012, 20:42, More)
the karma hat
this is a fairly shit non-story, but meh.
A few years ago i was a wet-behind the ears apprentice-type dickhead, doing a job that involved being out and about all over the place at various times of day. One autumn i was working a split-day (12pm - 12am) and as it had been a sunny afternoon i'd neglected to bring any warm gear. That night winter fell with a bump and I was working outside in the very cold darkness in only a thin fleece. One of the more experienced lads lent me a spare jacket and woolly hat, so life became slightly more bearable.
at the end of the night, i gave him back his jacket and made some admiring comment about the hat, and being the lovely bloke he was he let me keep it. I'd learned my lesson, so as soon as i could, i put together a bag of spare clothes, coat, gloves and hats to take with me on jobs - just in case of inclement weather.
a few months later, i was out working and one of the guys i was with had come out without a hat, and was rather chilly. So i gave him the hat, and explained how i'd come about it. I also let him keep the hat at the end of the night.
a couple of years later I met that bloke again, and he remembered me, and told me how he had passed the hat on himself in similar circumstances, to a bloke who he'd later discovered had done the same too.
I like the idea of a karma hat.
(Thu 9th Feb 2012, 20:42, More)
» Nights Out Gone Wrong
'whatever possessed you to get a wicker toilet?!'
(Sat 26th Mar 2011, 11:35, More)
'whatever possessed you to get a wicker toilet?!'
(Sat 26th Mar 2011, 11:35, More)
» Anonymous
i shall probably regret telling you this
when I was doing my A levels, the internet didn't exist, so I had to go to the library to research stuff and, you know, read actual books.
On one occasion, the book I needed had to be ordered in, and when it arrived I found inside, presumably having been used as a bookmark, the previous borrower's request card.
That had her name and home address written on it.
So every so often, when I was bored, I would write her a letter.
I have no idea if she ever received them, or if she did, what her reaction was.
(They weren't weird or sexual or threatening or anything - usually just a retelling of something interesting I had found out about, so hopefully she wouldn't have been upset by them)
After a while I realised just how pointless and stupid it was, so I stopped.
(Fri 15th Jan 2010, 21:56, More)
i shall probably regret telling you this
when I was doing my A levels, the internet didn't exist, so I had to go to the library to research stuff and, you know, read actual books.
On one occasion, the book I needed had to be ordered in, and when it arrived I found inside, presumably having been used as a bookmark, the previous borrower's request card.
That had her name and home address written on it.
So every so often, when I was bored, I would write her a letter.
I have no idea if she ever received them, or if she did, what her reaction was.
(They weren't weird or sexual or threatening or anything - usually just a retelling of something interesting I had found out about, so hopefully she wouldn't have been upset by them)
After a while I realised just how pointless and stupid it was, so I stopped.
(Fri 15th Jan 2010, 21:56, More)
» Look! It's me in the Local Paper
South Wales Echo
me and my brother, aged 7 and 8 holding a stillborn siamese piglet corpse, smiling.
I had to hold the cold umbilical cord and hide it behind the piggy corpse.
*shivers in horror*
(Sat 12th Feb 2005, 13:54, More)
South Wales Echo
me and my brother, aged 7 and 8 holding a stillborn siamese piglet corpse, smiling.
I had to hold the cold umbilical cord and hide it behind the piggy corpse.
*shivers in horror*
(Sat 12th Feb 2005, 13:54, More)
» Random Acts of Evil
I blame Vic Reeves
after a supermarket shop, we were carting our bags into the house, and my wife twatted me on the back of the head with our new frying pan. Apparently she "wanted to see if it made a 'dong' noise"
(Thu 16th Feb 2012, 22:25, More)
I blame Vic Reeves
after a supermarket shop, we were carting our bags into the house, and my wife twatted me on the back of the head with our new frying pan. Apparently she "wanted to see if it made a 'dong' noise"
(Thu 16th Feb 2012, 22:25, More)