» Debt pron

Debt Debt Debt
I am usually very good with money, i amnaged to get through uni without using my student overdraft, basicaly by working very hard and not going mental as much as i would have liked.

When i finished uni it was a different story, i was working hard pauying rent and living, happily enough off about 30 squids a week and whatever i could rob (food and boooze wise) from work (lots at the time but thats another story) anyway a couple of years pass, i spend time on the dole living in a Tipi in wales it was great, came back to liverpool got a job or two weekly wages and all that, then i decided, right i want a proper job, so i went to work for vodafone in a call centre run by chimps (retarded chimps at that) and got my first salary paid job, since gettin paid by salary i diddint get into the black for 3 years, when i left that job and got others my overdraft would fill up and deplete itself with lunar regualrity, ho hum there you go.

There came a time when an over zealous housemnte decided that we should pay all of our bills on time and, as they had no money at the time and our electricity was going to be cut off, i thought id take out a little loan, a couple of hundred, just to cover the bill and rent and a bit of spending, the bank decided, pah £300 no no no, £1500 is the smallest amount the bank will give you, i should have told em where to go and lived in the dark with no telly, i lived in a tipi after all. I took the loan................I lost my job for going to the dentist (see dentists post) i spent all the money and after a while my card got reteined ( by me actually i was doing a couple of shifts in an offlicence, i bought some fags and was told by the till to retain my own card, and got £45 for the service i had provided to the bank yay)

So i have studiously ignored my ex bank for the past 2 years, they dont know where i live as i have moved flat 4 times since then, i have a nice bank account with an overdraft that i try not to use (under a slightly diferent name) and so far so good, excpet whe i go to use one of thier cahs machines i get "the fear" in case a load of angry bank clerks come running out shouting "weve got her, now pay us back" my thinking is if i can avoid them for a few more years they will leave me alone, *looks behind self* heres hoping.

length in time another 5 years at least
(Fri 24th Nov 2006, 13:43, More)

» Strict Parents

not my parents as such but...............
my Nan once made me eat a teaspoon of Fairy Liquid for saying Shit, and was convinced that knoackered did not mearely mean tired, but in fact meant tired after having sex (your guess is as good as mine there)

I was not allowed Barbies or any of those toys that would cause me to want all the related toys, so no mutant ninja turtles, he man figures, Poochie (remeber that piece of crap?) or anything reatled to that, except for flower fairys, which were allowed becuase of the relationship between them and the poetry of C M Barker (who was some kind of early photoshop fraudster who got lots of people to believe in fairys at the bottom of her garden). I never minded really becuae i was never into toys that much, i really wanted a chemistry set and a microscope, which i get eventually, when i was 15.

I love my ma and pa, they rock!
(Thu 8th Mar 2007, 16:42, More)

» Useless advice

I was given some bad advice once
For some reason my dad once decided to regale me with the little gem "if you are being chased by a Crocodile or an Aligator dont run in a straight line run in a zigzag, because they are faster than you over a short distance in a stright line but cannot turn well and so when chasing you will take longer"

I have given this info to several of my mates now, but the other day i was watching one of those "COULD YOU SURVIVE" programmes and the serious dramatic sounding american man on the telly told me to run in a straight line, now i lay awake at night wondering what to do, and also if any of the people i gave this advice to have perished at the hands (well teeth) of giant prehistoric reptiles.

its becomming an obession. what can i do?
(Thu 19th Oct 2006, 14:57, More)

» Childhood Ambitions

MArine Biologist
When I started Infant School in 1984 our teacher asked the class what we wwanted to be when we grew up, there were a few footballers, several nurses, a train driver or two and me, I answered " I want to be a Marine Biologist and study sharks.

My teacher was well impressed by this.

22 years later (my god has it been that long?) i have done a BSc honours in Zoology at Uni (I would have done the Marine Biology option but i would have meant living in the Isle of Man for a year, no offence to the MAnx but i spent a month in the Island studying Coastal Ecology and Oceanography etc and i was bored off my tits, i ended up tuning to alcohol more than usual and to be honest I dont think I would have been welcomed back anyway!) but am stuck in a dead end college being a programme administrator to a load of 14 16 year olds.

Thinking of it that way i might go back to uni.........................
(Thu 29th Mar 2007, 13:05, More)

» When were you last really scared?

happylittletulip
I know what you mean about avairies, they are scary places. If you thing birds are bad though you should try going into a monkey enclosure.

I used to work in a crappy zoo (animal and bird garden malvern)and they had some avairy type dealies that contained limas and several species of monkey. WE had to go into the cages and change the greenery every so often, when we did this the sinister simians were usually locked away but thier eyes would burn into my back when i was in the enclosure, ooooh, i dont like monkeys, they're a little too humanesque for me, they look like they are plotting something, undoubtably something evil.
*shivers*
(Mon 26th Feb 2007, 16:17, More)