Sleepwalking
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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Sleep*talking* (well, it's a sedentary job)
Last year I was working in the 21st century equivalent of a 'dark satanic mill'- a call centre.
Being required to answer each call with the standardised greeting for 10.5 hours a day was evidently beginning to erode my freedom of thought - one morning my boyfriend reported that I'd 'taken a call' during the night - "Good morning, you're through to [insert name of evil mobile phone company here], can I take your full name please?..." and then managed to deal with an imaginary customer and their imaginary query.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he informed me of the incident...
( , Thu 23 Aug 2007, 0:37, Reply)
Last year I was working in the 21st century equivalent of a 'dark satanic mill'- a call centre.
Being required to answer each call with the standardised greeting for 10.5 hours a day was evidently beginning to erode my freedom of thought - one morning my boyfriend reported that I'd 'taken a call' during the night - "Good morning, you're through to [insert name of evil mobile phone company here], can I take your full name please?..." and then managed to deal with an imaginary customer and their imaginary query.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he informed me of the incident...
( , Thu 23 Aug 2007, 0:37, Reply)
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