Ignoring InstructionsWhen I was small, a friend of mine waved a big plastic bottle at me and asked me if I "wanted some drinking yoghurt?" I pointed out the "do not drink" label, but no, he was convinced this was a big jug of a particularly strange, liquid yoghurt that was briefly popular in the 70s.
He was sick for hours, after consuming a suprisingly large quantity of washing liquid.
What instructions have you ignored?
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chthonic, Thu 4 May 2006, 11:24)
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Back when I was about 13I stayed on a farm with my family and a mate's family in Italy. The fancy phrase is agro-tourismo, but it basically means you pay less and get the privelidge of living with the pigs for 2 weeks. The place was OK, just what you'd expect of Southern Italy. Stank a bit of turd, given that they had a herd of Buffalo about 50 metres from my room. On an unrelated note, we had an interesting experience on the first day when a worker at the farm managed to walk under a combine harvester, which as you would expect resulted in death...The Police came and took our passports, it was all very messy.
Anyway, there were two abandoned mill things. Big white circular buildings. My brother, my mate and I had been warned on the first day not to go in them by the owner of the farm as they were overgrown and dangerous, but curiosity naturally got the better of us. On our first visit, feeling rebellious, we managed to get our heads around the door before chickening out and retreating to our rooms. Over the next few days we grew bolder and bolder in our explorations. By about the third day we noticed a strange greyish blob on the far wall. The interior of the building was very over-grown and so the back wall was inaccessible. Some clart thought it might be clever to try and throw rocks at the grey blob. Being young and feeble, it was a good half hour before anyone came close to hitting it, when my mate finally landed a solid stone right in the middle of the biggest wasps nest I have ever seen. We ran. We ran as fast and far as our little legs would carry us as a yellow cloud of fury billowed out of the hole in the wall, just like the cartoons.
We let things cool down over the next few days, mostly due the newly attatched sign saying 'Do Not Enter' in English.
Having forgotten about our mission, just getting ready to go out, I hear a loud buzz in my ear and then a sharp stinging on my shoulder. The devious bugger landed on my shoulder, stung me and fled the scene. I can't help but feel I deserved it though...
(, Fri 5 May 2006, 18:36, Reply)
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