A bit council (Vol 3)
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V8mate said:
True story. (of just how predisposed I've become to expecting any interaction with council to end up going wrong for me)
Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
Come on, it wasn’t bad, although I’ll agree that UFC, (I had to Google it too), is uber Council, I would at the very least have handed it in, if I couldn’t contact the owner.Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
If things go quiet after Christmas, I’ll brighten your day with the tear jerking tale of how I reunited a mobile phone and a Sheaffer gold fountain pen with their owner, when I found them in the luggage compartment of my taxi in Sloane Square one day.
V8mate said:
True story. (of just how predisposed I've become to expecting any interaction with council to end up going wrong for me)
Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
I'm afraid your behaviour seems, well, a bit council.Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
Not really - you didn't sell the phone.
Frank7 said:
Come on, it wasn’t bad, although I’ll agree that UFC, (I had to Google it too), is uber Council, I would at the very least have handed it in, if I couldn’t contact the owner.
If things go quiet after Christmas, I’ll brighten your day with the tear jerking tale of how I reunited a mobile phone and a Sheaffer gold fountain pen with their owner, when I found them in the luggage compartment of my taxi in Sloane Square one day.
That sounds like it needs its own thread.If things go quiet after Christmas, I’ll brighten your day with the tear jerking tale of how I reunited a mobile phone and a Sheaffer gold fountain pen with their owner, when I found them in the luggage compartment of my taxi in Sloane Square one day.
Thesprucegoose said:
talksthetorque said:
That sounds like it needs its own thread.
Frank's always got a better story, he should write a book.Thesprucegoose said:
Frank's always got a better story, he should write a book.
Thanks goose, it’s nice to get recognition, even if it’s just extracting the urine.I have thought of writing a book, but I know my limitations, I have neither the patience nor the imagination to carry it through, particularly the patience.
alorotom said:
Frank7 said:
Oh I don’t know, bet she can suck a rugby ball through a hose CharlesdeGaulle said:
nonsequitur said:
talksthetorque said:
One of your fingers looks a bit porno...![](/inc/images/censored.gif)
My father served in Gulf War 1, and one of the souvenirs he returned with was a packet of Saddam Hussein toilet rolls like this -
![](https://thumbsnap.com/sc/3OrKj8f6.jpg)
"Hussein's Insane" , "Wipe your crack on the guy from Iraq" & "Put his face in a very dark place" were the tag lines printed on it.
Or tag-nut lines...
(I'm sure it is still around somewhere, along with the original issue "wanted person" playing cards and a pile of Iraqi dinars)
![](https://thumbsnap.com/sc/3OrKj8f6.jpg)
"Hussein's Insane" , "Wipe your crack on the guy from Iraq" & "Put his face in a very dark place" were the tag lines printed on it.
Or tag-nut lines...
(I'm sure it is still around somewhere, along with the original issue "wanted person" playing cards and a pile of Iraqi dinars)
V8mate said:
True story. (of just how predisposed I've become to expecting any interaction with council to end up going wrong for me)
Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
I probably would have done the same. It is a sad reflection that today a good deed could just land you with aggro. I have heard stories of people returning wallets and the owner accusing them of stealing money that was missing.Walking to the shop for a paper this morning; horrible, rainy morning.
Noticed a mobile phone wallet on the pavement. Gave it a tap with my foot, and the weight suggested its contents were still intact.
Picked it up, opened it. It was an iPhone.
'I should try and reunite this with its owner', I thought to myself.
Pressed the Home button; screen lights up.
Four notifications on the lock screen. All UFC related.
'Council', I deflated internally. 'Somehow this is all going to end up my fault'.
>chucks phone on the grass verge and keeps walking<
Sorry it's not as good as Frank's stories.
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