No good deed goes unpunished
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Something that my old Dad has trotted out for years...
Saw this in the How honest are you thread.
Obviously she reaches the counter first.
There is one person covering take away and chocolate. They are neither attractive nor swift.
Yummy mummy orders most complicated and extraordinary concoction since Macbeth dropped in on 3 old ladies.
I could have cried. Now my loving thought was going to have to be a later than I should be apology.
Yes I also held the door on the way out, just as two little old ladies arrived.
I held the door open for them. Obviously. I should have then walked out but no.
I wanted 2 chocolates. I knew the ones I wanted. I knew roughly how much they would cost.
Lols. Wanted 6 chocolates. It was quickly apparent they were not sure which 6 they wanted.
Just as they had paid (after changing box design and settling on a sparkling red and silver ribbon) and had been handed the box they decided they would get one each.
The whimper in my head seemed loud enough to be heard aloud.
What good deeds have backfired on you?
Saw this in the How honest are you thread.
CandC said:
Had a couple.
Was waiting in a fairly long queue at the cash machine in town when the woman in front of me finished and walked away from the machine.
I went to put my card in and realised the atm was on the menu asking if you wanted cash with receipt, cash without receipt, statement etc.
Realised she'd left her card in the machine with the PIN entered.
Hit "cancel" to return the card, then ran after her up the street and gave her the card back.
I don't think she realised what had happened as she looked a bit perplexed at some strange bloke handing her her bank card, but then it dawned and she thanked me.
Went back to the atm and joined the back of the queue again...
Last Saturday I thought, on a whim, it would be nice to buy one of the Mrs favourite chocolates for her and one for me to have with a hot drink when we got home. I arrived at the door just ahead of a pleasant looking late 20 something lady with pram and obviously held the door open for her, exchanging thanks and smiles.Was waiting in a fairly long queue at the cash machine in town when the woman in front of me finished and walked away from the machine.
I went to put my card in and realised the atm was on the menu asking if you wanted cash with receipt, cash without receipt, statement etc.
Realised she'd left her card in the machine with the PIN entered.
Hit "cancel" to return the card, then ran after her up the street and gave her the card back.
I don't think she realised what had happened as she looked a bit perplexed at some strange bloke handing her her bank card, but then it dawned and she thanked me.
Went back to the atm and joined the back of the queue again...
Obviously she reaches the counter first.
There is one person covering take away and chocolate. They are neither attractive nor swift.
Yummy mummy orders most complicated and extraordinary concoction since Macbeth dropped in on 3 old ladies.
I could have cried. Now my loving thought was going to have to be a later than I should be apology.
Yes I also held the door on the way out, just as two little old ladies arrived.
I held the door open for them. Obviously. I should have then walked out but no.
I wanted 2 chocolates. I knew the ones I wanted. I knew roughly how much they would cost.
Lols. Wanted 6 chocolates. It was quickly apparent they were not sure which 6 they wanted.
Just as they had paid (after changing box design and settling on a sparkling red and silver ribbon) and had been handed the box they decided they would get one each.
The whimper in my head seemed loud enough to be heard aloud.
What good deeds have backfired on you?
Edited by Rude-boy on Wednesday 7th December 21:20
Indeed, Happy Christmas and goodwill toward all men and that.
Last night, Mrs puts E-fag on the work top in the kitchen. It starts to roll off and I, with my cat like reactions, shoot out a hand to stop it just before it rolls on to the floor below. This was all to plan. Knocking over the almost full glass of coke i was pouring at the time was not part of the plan...
Last night, Mrs puts E-fag on the work top in the kitchen. It starts to roll off and I, with my cat like reactions, shoot out a hand to stop it just before it rolls on to the floor below. This was all to plan. Knocking over the almost full glass of coke i was pouring at the time was not part of the plan...
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