OldNotWIse wrote: » This is going to sound mean....I don't really believe him
LexieOnRale wrote: » Can you really not eat though
LexieOnRale wrote: » I wasn't sure I did either hence not giving cash but I can't stop thinking about if he really did need it and **** it it's only 4 euro
LexieOnRale wrote: » On my way to lunch I passed a homeless guy. He looked sick and when he asked me for money (I never give money) I asked if he wanted tea, he said that would be good, load it with sugar cause he was diabetic and had no money for insulin. I asked if he wanted a sandwich and he said no he can't eat til he has insulin and needed 4 euro for insulin. I went and got him tea and a bar of chocolate in case his blood sugar dropped again, came back, he didn't want the chovolate cause he needed his insulin. Now I'm bavk in work, worried SICK, thinking maybe I should just give him the 4 euro Because he didn't look well at all. Id nearly go bavk and check on him but don't want to look like a stalker
Vel wrote: » I spent the day in Belfast on Saturday with friends and got the last train back to Dublin. I was pretty pizzzed, slept the whole way back and just wanted to hop into a taxi and get home. Got a taxi no problem, but driven by the worl'd chattiest taxi man. All I wanted to do was rest my head on the window and drift off until I was outside the door, but no, this guy wanted us to participate in the chat olympics. Within the space of the 20 minute drive I learnt that he is separated from his wife; has two grown up daughters, one of whom wants to move to Australia, which will break his heart; she is a legal secretary and her boyfriend is an electrician; he still lives in the marital home even though he can't afford it because he wants his daughters to be able to come back to their family home; he had to drop out of a masters when his wife left him so if he won the lotto he would go back to college but still continue to be a taxi man as he loves the job so much.....and on, and on, and on. I was exhausted by the time we got home, and then he pulls out a cracker 'Us taxi men are more than just drivers to the people who take our cabs. wW are confidantes, friends, great listeners, therapists all rolled into one' Well, you didn't let me get a fcuking word in you absolute mentalist, so you are clearly failing at being a taxi man
LexieOnRale wrote: » I had them under my arms, they came randomly, so I waxed them off. They never came back, but oh god, the blood.
Boom_Bap wrote: » I was at a funeral yesterday, outside the church, I cracked a funny joke out of nowhere. Hysterics of laughter from all that seen/heard what happened. It was quite a relief as people where pretty down. The TA was the weight of expectation that rested on my shoulders to come out with another zinger.
Boom_Bap wrote: » Did he have a pretty 'camp' voice by any chance? Sounds alot like a cabbie I had one time, although I know that the story was really that he broke up with his wife because he loved man penis.
bonzodog2 wrote: » Do they have another kind now? :eek:
eisenberg1 wrote: » Yes, horse and donkey are big favourites, so I am told:eek:
Colser wrote: » Mrs. eisenberg dropping hints????:D
eisenberg1 wrote: » Well, I am not one to brag, but I have a fairly big reputation round these here parts:D Thanks to Mr Goose.................
Vel wrote: » So, you are one of my perfect matches, but I'm not one of yours! Hmm, I'm TA'd that there appears to be a flaw in the system:D
One eyed Jack wrote: » Well if it's anything like some massive tool with a jackhammer that was banging away at 7.00am this morning...
jimgoose wrote: » What have I done now??
eisenberg1 wrote: » "Eisie with his mickey out like a horse" or words to that effect":D
jimgoose wrote: » Ah, I see. This is a surprisingly common misconception, inasmuch as one can run around with one's mickey out, like a horse, while not necessarily having a mickey like a horse, per sé.