Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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Pervert, Moi?
After drinking one too many Malibus and needing to pee badly, I rushed into the ladies bathroom at this club I used go to in college. There was no queue, but all the stalls looked occupied. I waited politely for a minute, giving the ladies time to zip up and haul out - but then the urgency grew too intense. No one seemed to be leaving the stalls. Surely, I thought, all the stalls cant be full. So in my desperation to find out, I leaned over and put my ear to each door, trying desperately to hear the familiar drop-drop or the even better zip-zip, but to no avail. There was no sound. I then bent down to take a quick peek under each door, looking for shoes....Well, this looks slightly weird written down, so it must've looked weirder to the girl who came into the bathroom behind me. Her expression was one of angsty disgust, as if someone stomped on her foot and spit on her at the same time. The rest of the night, I was labelled 'The Lesbian'
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 7:51, Reply)
After drinking one too many Malibus and needing to pee badly, I rushed into the ladies bathroom at this club I used go to in college. There was no queue, but all the stalls looked occupied. I waited politely for a minute, giving the ladies time to zip up and haul out - but then the urgency grew too intense. No one seemed to be leaving the stalls. Surely, I thought, all the stalls cant be full. So in my desperation to find out, I leaned over and put my ear to each door, trying desperately to hear the familiar drop-drop or the even better zip-zip, but to no avail. There was no sound. I then bent down to take a quick peek under each door, looking for shoes....Well, this looks slightly weird written down, so it must've looked weirder to the girl who came into the bathroom behind me. Her expression was one of angsty disgust, as if someone stomped on her foot and spit on her at the same time. The rest of the night, I was labelled 'The Lesbian'
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 7:51, Reply)
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