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Where you asked to go, & get a long stand & a skyhook I ws never fell for the 2nd one, but did the first .....View attachment 268869
The beautiful old building where I started work; 1 January 1973, the last New Year’s Day before it became a bank holiday. The Office Boy in an old established firm of Surveyors, Auctioneers, Valuers and Estate Agents. One of my duties was to climb up into the clock tower and wind the clock once a week, a filthy job which did my brand new two tone suit and loafers no good at all. Used to walk there and back (3 miles ew) in all weathers. That place taught a naive 16 year old a lot about human nature.
No, that had died out a bit by then but the old woman who was the book keeper and had been there for twenty years or so told me that one of my predecessors had been sent for a can of tartan paint.Where you asked to go, & get a long stand & a skyhook I ws never fell for the 2nd one, but did the first .....
That long stand one - it was pouring down so we were sat bored in the hut - then casually they all claimed that the firm pointing the wall about 1/4 of a mile away had not returned the Long stand - I was told to go & demand it back - so off I went - I got soaked-The builder just looked & stated he sent it back a week ago tell him to F---off - I went back like a drowned rat to an uproar of laughter - yes I had my long stand in the pouring rain - how gullible was that only aged 16 yrs old trying to impress the boss....No, that had died out a bit by then but the old woman who was the book keeper and had been there for twenty years or so told me that one of my predecessors had been sent for a can of tartan paint.
It was demolished absolute decades before that. John Lewis didn’t have a hand in its destruction.Lewis store better where it was canning place 108 the old sailors home demolished for it -
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I was sent for a left handed hacksaw blade, but I just used it as an excuse to waste time until teabreak. I knew it was a fake because the store man (Scottish obvs) would never give you a new one without you brought the old worn one so he could check it.No, that had died out a bit by then but the old woman who was the book keeper and had been there for twenty years or so told me that one of my predecessors had been sent for a can of tartan paint.
That long stand one - it was pouring down so we were sat bored in the hut - then casually they all claimed that the firm pointing the wall about 1/4 of a mile away had not returned the Long stand - I was told to go & demand it back - so off I went - I got soaked-The builder just looked & stated he sent it back a week ago tell him to F---off - I went back like a drowned rat to an uproar of laughter - yes I had my long stand in the pouring rain - how gullible was that only aged 16 yrs old trying to impress the boss....
I posted this in another thread some time agoI was sent for a left handed hacksaw blade, but I just used it as an excuse to waste time until teabreak. I knew it was a fake because the store man (Scottish obvs) would never give you a new one without you brought the old worn one so he could check it.
No old LH one to swap = no such animal / con job
Ah the good old days. When you could give a student nurse a "urine specimen" and ask her to take it to the lab for testing. Once at the lab the assistant receiving the specimen tube would then procede to drink the lucazade.
Cue screaming student. lol
Much funnier of course when the student nurse has been let in on the joke and the 'lucazade' specimen has been switched for the real deal.
Cue one very, VERY angry and embarrassed lab assistant lollollol
*allegedly
Theyre all the same these storemen, was his name Duncan by any chance?I posted this in another thread some time ago