Tell us something really trivial about your life (Vol 26)
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During a gastric calamity in the gents in the Toyota dealer in Basingstoke, someone tries the door. Tries it again. Rattles the handle. Pushes and pulls the door several times with the door handle up and the door handle down. Pauses. Tries it again. Repeats the whole exercise.
"Won't be long," I call.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was locked."
"Won't be long," I call.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was locked."
In my last shipyard, there were 3 stalls for the runners and riders to use. Don't know why, but I always took the middle one. The doors swung back naturally to the open position. On the rare occassion I used the facilities, some knob-jockey would always try to push into the only one occupied. Y'know, the one with the little red sign that said 'Occupied'.
Why?
Why?
Adenauer said:
It's the changing weather according to lots of German knowitalls, KaraK. If you ask me it had more to do with a bloody annoying mosquito, my inability to 'switch off', and my wife going batst mental during a nightmare.
For me it had more to do with working until late and getting up at 5 to do more DickyC said:
During a gastric calamity in the gents in the Toyota dealer in Basingstoke, someone tries the door. Tries it again. Rattles the handle. Pushes and pulls the door several times with the door handle up and the door handle down. Pauses. Tries it again. Repeats the whole exercise.
"Won't be long," I call.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was locked."
Some people have a gift, it's a shame that the gift is all too often spirit-crushing stupidity. Or perhaps the doorlock locks itself on a regular basis and can then be unlocked by repeatedly trying the handle. Perhaps."Won't be long," I call.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was locked."
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