Foot in Mouth Syndrome
What's the worst social gaffe you've ever made? When you know you've said the wrong thing to the wrong person and wish the ground would swallow you up. In other words you've just contracted a bad case of foot in mouth syndrome. Tell us your stories and we'll share your pain.
( , Tue 20 Apr 2004, 22:27)
What's the worst social gaffe you've ever made? When you know you've said the wrong thing to the wrong person and wish the ground would swallow you up. In other words you've just contracted a bad case of foot in mouth syndrome. Tell us your stories and we'll share your pain.
( , Tue 20 Apr 2004, 22:27)
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another one.
this is about 1995, i had a small red fiat 126, (704cc 26bhp) and was driving home from a pub at about 2am, (as you do) wasnt drunk, had had 2 pints of watered down bitter all night.
I had smoked some big cigars though (as you do).
i wanted to get home quick, so drove the little fiat, how I normal drive it, to within an inch of death. I turned into my street and parked up, got out and saw a police senator (3000cc 230bhp) come into my street at a perculiar angle at some speed.
Aparently they had been chasing me for the last 10 miles. (i used ot go about 24 miles to the pub, as it was a favorite, and could do it in 16-18 minutes which is damn impressive for a 126) they stopped angrily by the car, adn the driver got out, (the passenger police man was having trouble containing his laughter)
"Are you a rally driver?", he asked.
"Oh I drive like that all the time" was my answer.
after a good 10 minutes or so of conversation, the police officers we're alright about it, surprised by the way I could handle this patheticly small vvehicle, and the passenger told me all the expletives the driver had been using directed soley at the Senator.
So was all good, wasn't going to do anything, was dazzled I think by my cander.
then the question came.
"So where have you been?"
oh I've been to the pub all night" said I.
hmm, now thats putting your foot in it.
I passed the breathalizer though, and started to see the passenger cop at the same pub every now and then.
moral of the story is
"TELL THE TRUTH it confuses them"
( , Tue 20 Apr 2004, 22:58, Reply)
this is about 1995, i had a small red fiat 126, (704cc 26bhp) and was driving home from a pub at about 2am, (as you do) wasnt drunk, had had 2 pints of watered down bitter all night.
I had smoked some big cigars though (as you do).
i wanted to get home quick, so drove the little fiat, how I normal drive it, to within an inch of death. I turned into my street and parked up, got out and saw a police senator (3000cc 230bhp) come into my street at a perculiar angle at some speed.
Aparently they had been chasing me for the last 10 miles. (i used ot go about 24 miles to the pub, as it was a favorite, and could do it in 16-18 minutes which is damn impressive for a 126) they stopped angrily by the car, adn the driver got out, (the passenger police man was having trouble containing his laughter)
"Are you a rally driver?", he asked.
"Oh I drive like that all the time" was my answer.
after a good 10 minutes or so of conversation, the police officers we're alright about it, surprised by the way I could handle this patheticly small vvehicle, and the passenger told me all the expletives the driver had been using directed soley at the Senator.
So was all good, wasn't going to do anything, was dazzled I think by my cander.
then the question came.
"So where have you been?"
oh I've been to the pub all night" said I.
hmm, now thats putting your foot in it.
I passed the breathalizer though, and started to see the passenger cop at the same pub every now and then.
moral of the story is
"TELL THE TRUTH it confuses them"
( , Tue 20 Apr 2004, 22:58, Reply)
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