Post by James on Apr 3, 2008 22:23:49 GMT -5
This o/t section is so homo for such an active league so I'm going to share what happened to me 2 days ago.
Anyway it was Tuesday night and I decided to go to bed at 9pm because a) Manchester United v Roma was on at 5am and b) I had work and have to leave at 7am. I was pretty excited for the game so getting to sleep was a breeze.
Anyway at 11.30 I get a phone call and it's my uncle who asks me if I can pick up his wifes car with him....at 6.45am in the f*cking morning. I'm like wtf but I have to do it because I just got back from using their amazing holiday house down by the coast with my girlfriend.
So I watcht the first half of the game and we drive together in this rental Porsche to the Porsche dealership to pick up my aunties car. My day gets even better as the guy at the dealership puts the United v Roma game on one of the massive TV's they have there. Perfect. My uncle drives to work which is in the city and asks me to take the Porsche home to his house (50 minute drive). I work for his company so I had to basically drive home, pick up his car and drive it into work for him. He then tells me to just clock on at 8.30am like usual and he will count all of this driving as actual work time. So yeah, f*cking sweet, getting paid to do nothing.
So I'm cruising home in basically the best car ever. I must admit that I honestly felt like I was pretty much the coolest person on the road in this thing probably because I am actually cool and if you add a Porsche to me I'm basically super awesome. I stop off at McDonalds and buy some breakfast with the money in the glovebox and also buy a hot chocolate, dragging mo fo's at every traffic light, taking corners at 100km/h, acting as if it was my car etc... The day is basically the best working day of my life.
So I get to my aunties house and drop off the car etc... She invites me inside to have a coffee and to wait for the peak hour traffic to sooth down going into the city. Even better, this means 2 hours of doing nothing and I'll be getting paid for it plus my aunty makes a real nice coffee. My aunty was home because her 2 children are on holidays. She is a partner at Price Waterhouse Coopers (the accouting firm) and plays a massive role and works mega hours so you can only imagine that she has her laptop out whilst she is watching her kids. She is working on a massive audit etc...
So I'm playing with my little cousin and he starts annoying me with this balloon for like 5 minutes so in the end I grab the ball off him and full on Roger Federrer style serve the balloon straight into his face (he is 5 years old). The balloon bounces off his face, hits my coffee cup which falls over and pours boiling hot coffee all over laptop destroying it instantly.
I stood there for like 5 minutes speechless, I felt so bad it was absolutly unbelievable. I pick up the laptop as she is cleaning it to see 3 litres of cofee basically drain from the hard drive. The work she was doing on the audit: GONE. She now has to find a nanny to look after the kids for the rest of the week so she can go to work....
I leave 20 minutes later feeling like shit. I drive my uncles car into the city and have to wait outside the office for 30 minutes for someone to open the underground car park. I don't tell my uncle about the computer incident because I'm still in shock.
Work goes by, I land Ben Gordon in BBS so i'm getting better then my uncle walks into the office (fairly big, but cubicle style with 40 or so other employees there) and starts shouting from the other side of then opffice telling everyone how I spilt my coffee over my aunties computer and blowing it up etc... Everyone laughing at me all day.
Then I go to catch the train home, gail force winds make it hard to walk over the Yarra River. It starts raining and I didn't bring a jumper, trains delayed 20 mins etc...
Terrible Day.
Anyway it was Tuesday night and I decided to go to bed at 9pm because a) Manchester United v Roma was on at 5am and b) I had work and have to leave at 7am. I was pretty excited for the game so getting to sleep was a breeze.
Anyway at 11.30 I get a phone call and it's my uncle who asks me if I can pick up his wifes car with him....at 6.45am in the f*cking morning. I'm like wtf but I have to do it because I just got back from using their amazing holiday house down by the coast with my girlfriend.
So I watcht the first half of the game and we drive together in this rental Porsche to the Porsche dealership to pick up my aunties car. My day gets even better as the guy at the dealership puts the United v Roma game on one of the massive TV's they have there. Perfect. My uncle drives to work which is in the city and asks me to take the Porsche home to his house (50 minute drive). I work for his company so I had to basically drive home, pick up his car and drive it into work for him. He then tells me to just clock on at 8.30am like usual and he will count all of this driving as actual work time. So yeah, f*cking sweet, getting paid to do nothing.
So I'm cruising home in basically the best car ever. I must admit that I honestly felt like I was pretty much the coolest person on the road in this thing probably because I am actually cool and if you add a Porsche to me I'm basically super awesome. I stop off at McDonalds and buy some breakfast with the money in the glovebox and also buy a hot chocolate, dragging mo fo's at every traffic light, taking corners at 100km/h, acting as if it was my car etc... The day is basically the best working day of my life.
So I get to my aunties house and drop off the car etc... She invites me inside to have a coffee and to wait for the peak hour traffic to sooth down going into the city. Even better, this means 2 hours of doing nothing and I'll be getting paid for it plus my aunty makes a real nice coffee. My aunty was home because her 2 children are on holidays. She is a partner at Price Waterhouse Coopers (the accouting firm) and plays a massive role and works mega hours so you can only imagine that she has her laptop out whilst she is watching her kids. She is working on a massive audit etc...
So I'm playing with my little cousin and he starts annoying me with this balloon for like 5 minutes so in the end I grab the ball off him and full on Roger Federrer style serve the balloon straight into his face (he is 5 years old). The balloon bounces off his face, hits my coffee cup which falls over and pours boiling hot coffee all over laptop destroying it instantly.
I stood there for like 5 minutes speechless, I felt so bad it was absolutly unbelievable. I pick up the laptop as she is cleaning it to see 3 litres of cofee basically drain from the hard drive. The work she was doing on the audit: GONE. She now has to find a nanny to look after the kids for the rest of the week so she can go to work....
I leave 20 minutes later feeling like shit. I drive my uncles car into the city and have to wait outside the office for 30 minutes for someone to open the underground car park. I don't tell my uncle about the computer incident because I'm still in shock.
Work goes by, I land Ben Gordon in BBS so i'm getting better then my uncle walks into the office (fairly big, but cubicle style with 40 or so other employees there) and starts shouting from the other side of then opffice telling everyone how I spilt my coffee over my aunties computer and blowing it up etc... Everyone laughing at me all day.
Then I go to catch the train home, gail force winds make it hard to walk over the Yarra River. It starts raining and I didn't bring a jumper, trains delayed 20 mins etc...
Terrible Day.
