» Spoooky Coincidence

spoooky storm phonecall
My mum has a friend (who has been friend of the family for a long time, earning her the name 'Auntie' even tho she is no relation) who we shall call Auntie Pat (for that is her name).
Now Pat (patricia) lived far away for a few years and one night the area she was in, which was a bit remote, had some very bad storms. Having a psycic moment my mum decided to call her to find out if she was ok.
Turned out her house had been hit by a large fallen tree, she was trapped in the house with no electric and unable to make any calls on her phone, needless to say she was very glad my mum had called. Of course my mum then informed the emergency services and such and called her back - to find the line dead at her end and she was unable to get through again that night. Pat phoned in the morning after being dug out of her house (which was a total write off) to thank my mother for her help, spookily she told her that the phone line had been ripped down when the tree hit and it was virtually impossible that she could have made the call. Anyone else who tried to call her that night, both before and after my mothers phonecall, was unable to get through...........

Now if that isnt a bit spoooky, i dunno what is

Cats xxx /going back to lurking now........
(Sun 11th Feb 2007, 14:54, More)

» Things you've done when you've had no money.

a bit pikey but.....
scrounged around my mum's garage and loft for old tat cluttering up the place and did a car boot sale. amazing what crap people will buy if it is cheap enough. made £80.!!!!
bloody fantastic! i reccomend standing around in a field for half your sunday. more interesting than going to church and most lucrative. also if you turn up with a car full of stuff to a sale you have never been too b4 the regulars spot the newbie right away and ambush you as you try to unpack your car. you can sell most of the stuff without even getting it out of your boot. it sells itself!! fantastic!!!
sorry but it impressed me (mainly b'cause i am most lazy and unpacking all the shite after i had just packed it in there was a pain in the arse).
helped me eat for a while longer.

i have also been so poor my sister brought me a food and grocery hamper once from her church!! well they were to help the needy. i felt like a right turd taking it off her tho

/gets coat

Edit: i kno i mentioned church twice but im not a religious nutter or anything (and my sister is a methodist minister so its her place of work really) >^..^<
(Mon 11th Oct 2004, 17:57, More)

» Pet Peeves

waitressing..
I used to work part time as a waitress in a restaurant (to supplement my craply paid full time job).

Now most people are generally nice to you as you are bringing them nice food/drinks etc... However if there is something wrong the waitress is not the person to scream at in the middle of a public place. If there is a problem, they will only be too happy to help, if you explain and ask for whatever it is to be rectfied. If you want to make a complaint, by all means ask to speak to the manager.....do not harangue the poor waitress who is getting paid monkey nuts to serve you and be pleasant and polite at all times (even if they are having a v bad day).

Is it my fault the chef made a mistake, despite you not asking for something to be done in your own particular way? Is it my fault we cannot give you a table because you forgot to book?

the short answer is no.

I eventually gave it up as i couldn't put up with the rude bastards any more. I'm paid to serve you food not to have your bad day taken out on me....and no, not once did i do anything to their food....not even when they really deserved it.....damn missed an opportunity there.
(Fri 2nd May 2008, 19:08, More)

» Phobias

Event Horizon
This is an english film about a crew going to investigate what happened to a large spaceship sent deep into outer space - just near to pluto if i remember correctly. Its a horror movie (and not even a fantastic one), but the main part of the scaryness is left to your own imagination. Lots of creepy music and people being alone in areas of the ship, to inevitably end up meeing some terrible end or running from 'something' that you never quite see.

So here we are in the cinema and the music starts...omg even the music in the starting credits gave me palpitations....i have no idea why. At this point i should mention that i have never been scared by horror films - ive jumped sometimes and ewwwwed others, but never actually felt real fear.

As the film progresses and the scaryness gets into full swing, i start to shake at every change in the music. I eventually resorted to looking at the floor with my fingers in my ears...what a big girls blouse...but i didn't care, at the time i was genuinely distressed. I did manage to catch most of the film anyway, but one bit actually made me shout out 'like i really needed to see that!', much to the embarassment of Mr Whiskers who spent the rest of the film shushing me into the quietest whimpering i could muster, and flatly refusing to let me leave.

Needless to say as soon as it was available for purchase he bought it and proceeded to taunt me with it. To this day i cant even sit through the starting credits. Gotta admit the ending was pretty naff tho - rest of the film was wibble inducing.

I have never had such an irrational fear over watching a film, just that one. I dont really think it was the pictures, more the seriously dramatic music that builds up such a sense of forboding that i have to leave the room and drown out the sound with music if he decides to watch it.

Length? 92 minutes i couldn't possibly sit through ever again...

Cats xxx
(Thu 10th Apr 2008, 19:22, More)

» Pet Stories

most rewarding pet
I have had a total of 5 kitty cats throughout my life so far......I have lost three of them and was heartbroken every time, of course who wouldn't be.....

I presently share my home with Bob (the big black dude) and Dev (the little gay dude) who loves Bob with a frightening amount of enthusiasm....which tends to get him beaten up eventually - aww they r so sweet when they curl up together, but Dev really can never leave it at that - he has to try & get Bobs' attention by pawing him in the face until Bob reacts & bites him (usually around the throat). This seems to be the desired reaction, however, because as soon as Bob get miffed & bites him Dev purrs like hes in heaven.....a VERY strange cat indeed......

Anyways enough backstory, the point of my post is that when we first got Dev from a rescue centre he was completely wild......and I do mean climbing the walls if a human came into the same room as him. For the 1st 3 days he lived with us & Bob, we never even saw him (i thought he had escaped once or twice). After much coaxing it appeared Dev would only allow us to be within earshot of him if Bob was around, sort of like a big hairy (and sometimes grumpy) comfort blanket. I found the only way i could get to see Dev (make him come out of his hiding places) was to use a trail of prawns or some other cat based treat (slices of ham failed in the end though as this is how we first got him into a basket to go to get his jabs.....hates ham now - what a dirty trick :P). Of course Bob had to be there too or even the prawns wouldnt work.

well its about 3 years later and after much ignoring/coaxing etc.. he has finally accepted that we wont eat him on sight. He even comes to us for loves now, although he is far from fully domesticated, and probably never will be. If the two of us (me & mr cats) are in the same room with him he has to run, but one at a time and he will allow fuss and playing with string etc... in fact he seems to be really playful now he's come out of his shell abit. For some reason he feels most secure in his human loves in the bathroom (is this the same with all cats?) and now i can't seem to go to the loo without a furry shadow pestering me for fuss. He purrs like he's gonna take off if i stroke him, but at no other time, in no other room of the house, does he show me this much love.

So in a nutshell Dev is the most rewarding pet i have ever had as he has changed so much just from a little tolerance and bribery.....oh and plenty of time :) I'm just peturbed that he only seems to want to be my friend when i have my pants round my ankles......oh and before you think......well he is a boy.....remember the gay bit?? As far as i can tell Dev LOVES Bob with an almost uncontrollable devotion. Bob comes in the house, Dev nearly flattens him by barging him about in that kitty greeting sorta way (just far too enthusiastically). Bob sits on his blanket, Dev has to sit curled around him or try & sneak inbetween his legs so he is effectively cuddled by Bob. I'm pretty sure he dont like girls.....well see for yourself :D

i182.photobucket.com/albums/x43/catswhiskers77/bobanddev.jpg

awwwwwwwwwwww

Apologies for length.......apparently Bobs is huge.....:O

Cats xxx
(Mon 11th Jun 2007, 19:12, More)