Things that made you feel awful.

BOMBER7967 said:
daveduke67 said:
I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

I am sorry to say I PMSL at that! And I still am, not at the fact he was DS, but I can just picture you desperately trying to calm him down and failing miserably.

I am following you straight to hell also mate, i'm giggling my tits of here.

I hope the lad was ok and he got over it quickly but fucking hell the thought of your pannick stricken face desperatly trying to make order out of such chaos, oh fucking hell hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha ffs.

Do not pass go or collect 200 go directly to hell you evil tcib.

I'll come back with a serious answer when i have stopped repeatedly dying of laughter.
 
citykev28 said:
I've pondered posting this all day but fuck it, I'm a bad bastard and need to confess. I regret it and always will.

When I was 19, I used to drink in a little boozer in Eccles. I was flirting with the barmaid all the time and sort of knew I'd end up going out with her. There was this other girl who always used to come in. I don't want to be politically incorrect but she was a shinpad short of a full kit. A big girl who wore a ski coat, a long flowery dress, white socks and trainers all the time. I was never a twat to her, I normally talk to people who clearly aren't all there because I hate people taking the piss or the sight of lonely people.
Anyway, I'd arranged a weekend in Blackpool with a few mates one time and was in a few nights before talking to both the girl behind the bar and the troubled girl. I suppose I was showing off to the girl behind the bar. This other girl was asking would I be in there at the weekend and I told her no because I was going to Blackpool on the Friday. She said she'd never been and would love to go. Now she had a head like a sieve. Things like forgetting your name and every conversation you'd had with her so I thought she'd forget this as well. I invited her to Blackpool and told her it'd be just the two of us.
I arranged to meet her at 6 on the Friday in the pub (my mates were picking me up at 5). I thought no more of it until I got back and went for a drink when the barmaid said she'd turned up an hour after I'd left with a bag of clothes and sat and waited for me.

It's probably the thing I've done which has made me feel like a total **** and I'm quite ashamed.

You heartless bastard. She probably still cries herself to sleep over this.
 
daveduke67 said:
I was waiting at the traffic lights in Bury one day when, just as the lights had gone green, a lad just casually walked in front on my car as I was setting off. I had to brake hard, but I made sure I was as close to him as I could get before I stopped. The horn was given a long blast too. Obvioulsy some cocky little scrote that thinks he can just walk in front of my car listening to his iPod and I'll let him get away with it.


Wrong.


Wrong - as in I was wrong. As the lad turned towards the car as I blasted the horn I realised he had Downs Syndrome and I'd just frightenened him to death. He dropped to his knees and started crying. I got out and was apologising and trying to help him up. He just sobbed and pushed me away. The woman who was in the car on my left at the lights gave me a fiflty look and drove on. This lad wasn't for moving and the cars that were beeping from behind my car weren't helping him calm down. I just kept apologising and asking him to get up so I could help him cross and get him off the road. Cars were driving past and blasting their horns The lights must have changed twice before he got up and carried on, still crying. I made sure he crossed safely this time and escorted him across the road.

I don't think I've ever felt as bad.

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Not really on a par with the OP, and I think I've posted it on here before, but my toes still curl at the memory.

In my first year at university a group of us were sat in someone's room having a smoke, and he was showing us some photos from home. On one of them there was someone who can only be described as looking like Cher's son from Mask and, in a stoned stupor, I was laughing uncontrollably at the picture.

The lad who was showing us the picture seemed perplexed, and asked what I found so funny. "That lad, he's one ugly fucker", I giggled, to which he calmly replied "That's actually my sister". The room fell silent, and I left shortly afterwards.
 
Ric said:
Not really on a par with the OP, and I think I've posted it on here before, but my toes still curl at the memory.

In my first year at university a group of us were sat in someone's room having a smoke, and he was showing us some photos from home. On one of them there was someone who can only be described as looking like Cher's son from Mask and, in a stoned stupor, I was laughing uncontrollably at the picture.

The lad who was showing us the picture seemed perplexed, and asked what I found so funny. "That lad, he's one ugly fucker", I giggled, to which he calmly replied "That's actually my sister". The room fell silent, and I left shortly afterwards.

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Ric said:
Not really on a par with the OP, and I think I've posted it on here before, but my toes still curl at the memory.

In my first year at university a group of us were sat in someone's room having a smoke, and he was showing us some photos from home. On one of them there was someone who can only be described as looking like Cher's son from Mask and, in a stoned stupor, I was laughing uncontrollably at the picture.

The lad who was showing us the picture seemed perplexed, and asked what I found so funny. "That lad, he's one ugly fucker", I giggled, to which he calmly replied "That's actually my sister". The room fell silent, and I left shortly afterwards.

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I think I've shared this one before but I had a brief relationship with a girl many years ago who was far, far more interested in me than I was in her. I was, and still am, quite an independent person and don't like to be tied down - but she was the opposite and making all the effort. I suppose I was never firm enough to tell her I wasn't interested and it came to an end on a night out where I'd left her with her Mate and spent more time talking to friends than I did talking to her. She dragged me to the outside area of the Pub to give me an ultimatum (i.e. tell me you love me or fuck off) so I tried to say it wasn't going to work out but did so without any tact. She promptly burst in to tears and all I could do was laugh in her face which I put down to being deeply embarrassed at the entire thing.

I'll never forget laughing in the face of a girl who was crying because of me. Never.
 
Officiating at a university sports tournament a few years back, walking shit-faced up to a female rugby team sitting with one lad (all wearing the same kit) and asking 'Is this your token bloke? No ringers'. Only then did I notice that the 'bloke' was holding hands with the girl next to him, who stood up and threatened to bottle me.
 

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