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anonymous said:
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I had that today...new guy at work has a replica Ferrari on finance at £270 a month (muppet) was taking the piss out of my 7 year old Lotus..."that's as may be - but mines' paid for gimp-boy" spaketh I
what kind of, well, nobber buys a replica ferrari anyway? and nobody say "Chassis"
My first job, in a Swiss bank in Mayfair.
All the dealers were complete jollyboy City type
s, and as a fresh faced post grad I got the piss ripped out at every opportunity. Seems the head of the dealing room (Tony Welford, fat fish eyed bastard if he's still in the City) was also giving the head of HR one on the side, so she became a party to it as well. And she was drinking mates with the 2 secretaries who looked after all of the private banking reps, so it came from all directions. Bloody miserable existence for just under a year.
If I'd have been wiser (sadly only 24 at the time), I really would have tried for constructive dismissal. Instead I resigned and gave THEM a weeks notice, spending the following week sat at my desk chain smoking, not answering the phone, and generally being rude and obstructive.
I laughed out loud several years later when the Bank got taken over and all lost their jobs - classic case of what goes around.
All the dealers were complete jollyboy City type
s, and as a fresh faced post grad I got the piss ripped out at every opportunity. Seems the head of the dealing room (Tony Welford, fat fish eyed bastard if he's still in the City) was also giving the head of HR one on the side, so she became a party to it as well. And she was drinking mates with the 2 secretaries who looked after all of the private banking reps, so it came from all directions. Bloody miserable existence for just under a year. If I'd have been wiser (sadly only 24 at the time), I really would have tried for constructive dismissal. Instead I resigned and gave THEM a weeks notice, spending the following week sat at my desk chain smoking, not answering the phone, and generally being rude and obstructive.
I laughed out loud several years later when the Bank got taken over and all lost their jobs - classic case of what goes around.
Los Angeles said:
Having your trousers removed forceably by male "pals" and left without them among a gaggle of giggling girls is humiliation. Not being picked from the line-up for the squad is humiliation. Being shouted at by some faceless Job Centre bureacrat for arriving ten minutes late to interview is humiliation. Being told you fell way below par in the bed by your partner is humiliation. Cacking or peeing your pants in public is humiliation. Being old and infirm unable to accomplish the basic of tasks is humiliation. And ... various attempts on PH to demean can get close to humiliation were it not for the fact that those on the receiving end are unseen.
Blimey LA, you HAVE had a hard time. Better off topping yourself - maybe at least that way you'll find something that you're good at!
KB_S1 said:
Yertis said:
anonymous said:
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Most of PH:
(shouts of "burn the heretic", etc) Me and a few others:
(murmurs of "well Pinifarina lost the plot a bit after the 308", etc) 
the reference was to an MR2 kit. not a genuine 355.
Oh. Well I stand by my comments ref the 355 and all post 1980-something Ferraris anyway. Beauty in the eye of, etc.
vixpy1 said:
The desintigrating swimming trunks incident in St Aubyns public swimming pool..
Had something similar in school swimming lessons when I was about 16. An ex pointed out to her group of girlfriends that my swimming shorts were transparent, they spent the entire lesson trying to get a looksee!Tripps said:
vixpy1 said:
The desintigrating swimming trunks incident in St Aubyns public swimming pool..
Had something similar in school swimming lessons when I was about 16. An ex pointed out to her group of girlfriends that my swimming shorts were transparent, they spent the entire lesson trying to get a looksee!
That reminds me. I was called up to swim for the school in a competition at short notice and didn't have my kit so they gave me some trunks from the lost property box (not nice thinking back!) I dived in and the trunks came down to my knees Thank I didn't swim backstroke competitively!Los Angeles said:
Having your trousers removed forceably by male "pals" and left without them among a gaggle of giggling girls is humiliation. Not being picked from the line-up for the squad is humiliation. Being shouted at by some faceless Job Centre bureacrat for arriving ten minutes late to interview is humiliation. Being told you fell way below par in the bed by your partner is humiliation. Cacking or peeing your pants in public is humiliation. Being old and infirm unable to accomplish the basic of tasks is humiliation. And ... various attempts on PH to demean can get close to humiliation were it not for the fact that those on the receiving end are unseen.
My god, I didn't realise what a tough life you have had! All those things you have had to deal with...
I will never take a pop at you again...I would feel too bad....
Los Angeles said:
towman said:
[quote=Los Angeles]You after some street cred then LA? 
Yup. That's me second from the left. By the way, the gimp with the limp on the far right is a complete fraud, but the cops didn't believe me.Top tip - shave.
That beard looks feckin ridiculous on you, chubby cheeks.
framps said:
The Dude said:
framps said:
I see humiliation on a daily basis.
Damn that bathroom mirror, eh?
lol - bet you're one of those fellas that has to use the cubicle in the gents
Edited by framps on Monday 9th October 14:58
Tell you what, why don't you take a break from your staggering social whirl, and come along to the Black Tie and Pie? I am pretty sure there are loads that would like to meet you...
Los Angeles said:
nel said:
[quote=Los Angeles]Blimey LA, you HAVE had a hard time. Better off topping yourself - maybe at least that way you'll find something that you're good at!
Cheeky bugger. 
Here's one that happened to me: in my late teens running for a bus, it moved off just as I got there. I was so embarrassed at missing it observed by the folk on the bus and those waiting at the stop that I pretended I was running elsewhere, and in fact ran on to the next bus stop, beating the same bus slowed in traffic. That was double embarrassment.
The folk on the bus spotted me and thought me completely weird.
PS: "Humiliation" - the act of losing one's dignity in public.
Doesn't Peter kaye do that as a sketch, running for the missed bus?
I embarass myself on a daily basis but I don't think I've ever been totally humiliated. Here's a story I posted before regarding the time I made the biggest arse of myself:
On holiday in St Lucia when I was about 14. I was there with the folks for three weeks so I was very pleased to meet up and start hanging out with a group of teenagers from the US. A couple of the girls in the group were stunning. Six foot tall, pretty blondes with model looks and perfect bodies, you know the type. I just had to have one of them.
After the first two weeks of getting plastered on the all inclusive booze each night and trying to impress them with my ridiculous behaviour I realised I was getting nowhere near their knickers so decided to change tactics. I had read in the FHM I took with me that women love a dare devil so challenged the guys in the group to a Jet-ski race.
We're all racing round on these little jet-skis and I was doing pretty crappily. Couldn't keep up around the bay until all of a sudden I'm in the lead and the gap between me and the others is increasing. I kept staring backwards at them in amazement. In my horny teenage adrenaline fuelled head I hadn't noticed that we'd entered the shallow water and where they'd had the sense to stop I kept going full pelt. I tried to stop but these things don't exactly come with Brembo's and before you know it I'm sat on a Jet-ski driving up the beach.
Cue the watersport business owner screaming at me asking why I'd decided to rip the bottom off his jet-ski. My old man running over to tell me I'm an idiot. A beach full of people pointing and staring in amazement and the girls I was trying to impress lauging their asses off. Still gives me nightmares now.
On holiday in St Lucia when I was about 14. I was there with the folks for three weeks so I was very pleased to meet up and start hanging out with a group of teenagers from the US. A couple of the girls in the group were stunning. Six foot tall, pretty blondes with model looks and perfect bodies, you know the type. I just had to have one of them.
After the first two weeks of getting plastered on the all inclusive booze each night and trying to impress them with my ridiculous behaviour I realised I was getting nowhere near their knickers so decided to change tactics. I had read in the FHM I took with me that women love a dare devil so challenged the guys in the group to a Jet-ski race.
We're all racing round on these little jet-skis and I was doing pretty crappily. Couldn't keep up around the bay until all of a sudden I'm in the lead and the gap between me and the others is increasing. I kept staring backwards at them in amazement. In my horny teenage adrenaline fuelled head I hadn't noticed that we'd entered the shallow water and where they'd had the sense to stop I kept going full pelt. I tried to stop but these things don't exactly come with Brembo's and before you know it I'm sat on a Jet-ski driving up the beach.
Cue the watersport business owner screaming at me asking why I'd decided to rip the bottom off his jet-ski. My old man running over to tell me I'm an idiot. A beach full of people pointing and staring in amazement and the girls I was trying to impress lauging their asses off. Still gives me nightmares now.
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