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wivers
You lot must think i make all this stuff up on here but i swear i dont.
I've been working in london all week in a house that is being renovated.
On the first day the customers gave me a door key and told me to just come and go as i please.
All week ive been letting myself in and out even if the customers have been in, and everytings been fine.
Today i said goodbye to them both before i left, they were up stairs watching the rugby ( the bathrooms are both downstairs).
When i got to my van i realised i'd left my phones on the side of the bath so i ran back and let myself in.
As i enterd the house i shouted up the stais "i forgot my phones" and carried on to the bathroom (that has no door on).
Next thing i know i walk right in on the lady of the house sitting on the bog trying to curl one out!!!!
A high pitched scream could be heard all round london!!!
Like a div instead of just walking right back out again like i should have done, for some reason i stood there trying to explain away the situation whilst the poor lady was going red in the face trying to pinch one off.
I suddenly realised what i was doing and rushed into the hall where i could hear "plip, plip, plop, plop, sploosh".
I then had to walk into the bathroom to grab my phones cutting through the green log fog with my stanley knife and brething through a dust mask!!
Why do things like this happen to me all the f***in time ffs!!!!!!!!!!!
I've been working in london all week in a house that is being renovated.
On the first day the customers gave me a door key and told me to just come and go as i please.
All week ive been letting myself in and out even if the customers have been in, and everytings been fine.
Today i said goodbye to them both before i left, they were up stairs watching the rugby ( the bathrooms are both downstairs).
When i got to my van i realised i'd left my phones on the side of the bath so i ran back and let myself in.
As i enterd the house i shouted up the stais "i forgot my phones" and carried on to the bathroom (that has no door on).
Next thing i know i walk right in on the lady of the house sitting on the bog trying to curl one out!!!!
A high pitched scream could be heard all round london!!!
Like a div instead of just walking right back out again like i should have done, for some reason i stood there trying to explain away the situation whilst the poor lady was going red in the face trying to pinch one off.
I suddenly realised what i was doing and rushed into the hall where i could hear "plip, plip, plop, plop, sploosh".
I then had to walk into the bathroom to grab my phones cutting through the green log fog with my stanley knife and brething through a dust mask!!
Why do things like this happen to me all the f***in time ffs!!!!!!!!!!!
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