The Virtual Pub
Come Inside... => The Snug => Topic started by: Pastis on September 27, 2008, 06:38:07 PM
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I was in the checkout queue at Tesco's earlier, minding my own business, like. A youngish lad (teen) caught my attention by pulling my coat jacket.
"Is that yours?" he asked, pointing down to £5 note close to my shoe. I bent down and picked it up and thought for a moment, considering what money I actually had on me.
"I have two £10 notes in my wallet and some loose change in my pocket, therefore it can't be mine. Why don't you have it since you noticed it?"
The look of astonishment on his face as I handed it to him was a treat. He accepted it, but then a girl behind him chipped in "'Ere, why don't we split it?"
"Because, he noticed it and neither you nor I did" I said. The man immediately behind me (not the lad) started telling a tale about finding a whole bundle of notes at Orly Airport and handing them in, never hearing anymore about it and wondering if he should have pocketed the find. The girl of course said that he should have stayed schtum and said nuffink. ::)
Meanwhile the lad was still beaming at his good fortune; the couple of items in his basket paid for with some change over probably. There were more exchanges with an interesting array of attitudes suddenly being aired eeek:
I wonder what would have happened if I'd just pocketed the fiver and said "Ta, mate"? It's almost worth dropping a fiver for the live theatre rubschin:
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Some old lady may well find it missing and head back to the store to ask if anyone has handed it it. Old ladies are always hopeful of honesty when it's their last fiver and they have to live on cat food for the rest of the week.
Bet you feel really rotten now
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It was probably a forgery anyway.
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I dropped a Debit Card at Gatwick last night and a Rasta handed it back to me. I was effusive, and shocked, somehow, at my own suspiciousness noooo:
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I dropped a Debit Card at Gatwick last night and a Rasta handed it back to me. I was effusive, and shocked, somehow, at my own suspiciousness noooo:
It was probably a forgery anyway.
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I dropped a Debit Card at Gatwick last night and a Rasta handed it back to me. I was effusive, and shocked, somehow, at my own suspiciousness noooo:
Given your infamy concerning cock ups and chaos you could prolly hand your card over to a gang of eastern european identity thieves and they would hand it back untouched.
Every cooud has a silver lining Nick. whistle:
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Every cooud has a silver lining Nick.
Are you saying that all Rastas have a good heart, despite your heavy cold?