Grimsby
I used to do IT support - This was in the days when you'd visit the site - these days, you're more likely to do a remote connect.

(Tangent)

Anyway, I was in Grimsby one evening coming back from a job and I needed to fill up. Ordinarily I hate getting out of my car when I'm in Grimsby, but I kinda needed the ol' jungle juice.

I filled up quite happily and was just walking back to the car when this drunk, smelly, angry Grimsby-ite stumbles over to me blocking my path to the car.

Great.

Drunk Guy - "Are you Les Ferdinand?"
Me - (Thinks - WHAT? In a zero spec feckin' Vauxhall Astra Estate?)
Me - "Er, no"
Drunk Guy - "You look like Les Ferdinand"
Me - "Er, thanks - but I don't think I do"
DG - Gets agitated.
DG - "Yeh ya do - just like him and everything"
Me - "Er, thanks, but, um, nah...."
DG - Is annoyed now.
DG - "You. Look. Like. Les. Ferdinand." With each word broken with a sharp prod to the chest.
Me - "Yeh, you know what, I do - Everyone says it....."

I'd've told him I looked like feckin' Doris Day at this point...

I skooted around him and practically ran the 10ft to the car - DG in hot pursuit*, jumped in and locked it, started it and sped off.....

*As fast as a drunk Grimsby-ite can move that is.

I've not been back since.
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Thu 31 May 2007, 15:46, Reply)