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Tell us all the funniest things you've done or stories you've heard etc etc, lets brighten up a cold miserable day.
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A few years ago Mr Nat and I went away with two friends to Cornwall for the weekend, we dropped our bags off and went for a wander round the area when we came to a steep set of stone steps, probably about 20 steps in all. I was wearing jeans over knee length leather boots, and somehow managed to skid and trip forwards down the steps so I was in kneeling position with my legs under me; the denim and leather combo only acted as a sled and I "stair surfed" as Mr Nat put it, down the steps with my arms outstretched, slowing to a stop at the bottom.
I stood up, as elegantly as possible under the circumstances, and realised that I had initially skidded in dog poo which is what made me fall in the first place. What really peed me off was the sign on the lampost right in front of me warning that people caught not scooping the poop will be prosecuted apparently.
And my poor friends tried so hard to be concerned when I knew they wanted to laugh :-(
A few years ago Mr Nat and I went away with two friends to Cornwall for the weekend, we dropped our bags off and went for a wander round the area when we came to a steep set of stone steps, probably about 20 steps in all. I was wearing jeans over knee length leather boots, and somehow managed to skid and trip forwards down the steps so I was in kneeling position with my legs under me; the denim and leather combo only acted as a sled and I "stair surfed" as Mr Nat put it, down the steps with my arms outstretched, slowing to a stop at the bottom.
I stood up, as elegantly as possible under the circumstances, and realised that I had initially skidded in dog poo which is what made me fall in the first place. What really peed me off was the sign on the lampost right in front of me warning that people caught not scooping the poop will be prosecuted apparently.
And my poor friends tried so hard to be concerned when I knew they wanted to laugh :-(
Oh, and there was another time when I was working in a cheque cashing place at a desk behind a glass screen. I was busy putting through some transaction on the Pcomputer when my office chair suddenly gave way and I ended up sitting on the floor. My friend was in peices and couldn't serve the man she was serving, and all I remember is trying to get up off the floor and having this poor customer's puzzled expression as to where I had disappeared to!
Last weekend at work, my boss offered to serve at my till whilst I got some change from the safe in his office which is located on his floor. As I came back to my till, I was brushing dust off my knees and said...out loud, in front of a queue of customers..."Good God, look at the state of me after being on my hands and knees in your office".
I have a worse poo incident Nat.
Went for lunch with a couple of friends and their kids. My friend was trying to eat her meal but her toddler was insisting on walking about. Eventually I (who had finished), said I woudl take him whilst she ate. When she passed him to me she remarked that his nappy needed changing. Now how difficult could that be?!!!
I take said toddler into the disabled loo which contained the changing equipment. he had done the BIGGEST poo ever. It was every where. Not happy about having his nappy changed, he kicks constantly and sh!t literally flies everywhere, pebble dashing the walls, ceiling, floor etc.
Eventually I get him cleaned, changed and dressed. Wash the walls, wipe the floor, scrub my hands and we leave.
All round town that afternoon I could smell poo. It was only later that I realised that the reason for this was a nugget of toddler poo - in my hair.
Went for lunch with a couple of friends and their kids. My friend was trying to eat her meal but her toddler was insisting on walking about. Eventually I (who had finished), said I woudl take him whilst she ate. When she passed him to me she remarked that his nappy needed changing. Now how difficult could that be?!!!
I take said toddler into the disabled loo which contained the changing equipment. he had done the BIGGEST poo ever. It was every where. Not happy about having his nappy changed, he kicks constantly and sh!t literally flies everywhere, pebble dashing the walls, ceiling, floor etc.
Eventually I get him cleaned, changed and dressed. Wash the walls, wipe the floor, scrub my hands and we leave.
All round town that afternoon I could smell poo. It was only later that I realised that the reason for this was a nugget of toddler poo - in my hair.