Today at lunch
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My manager ("M") and I are at Subway today enjoying our usual Friday lunch when this guy steps out of the store carrying two platters. The bottom platter is a tray of subs and the top platter is a tray of wraps. The guy takes one step out of the door when the top platter goes flying and lands behind M. In my minds eye I see the wraps all over the footpath. But no, a miracle has happened. The platter has done a flip and has landed upside down, all the wraps are in one piece (nothing out of place, nothing unravelled) sitting perfectly in the lid. So the guy puts the platter of subs down on a nearby table and picks up the base which now became the lid, puts it on the what was originally the lid, picks it all up and takes one step . . . At this point M says "Oh boy, were you lucky" and exactly the moment these words were uttered, the guy dropped the platter again. This time they went everywhere. There was absolutely no chance of salvage this time. I didn't laugh I felt so sorry for the guy, all I said to M was that it was his fault for jinxing him. I know I'll go to hell because I've 'lol' when I told my workmates (they all said it was M's fault) and when I told my wife and son (they both said it was M's fault as well). To give the guy full credit, he was very stoic about. No swearing or no carry-on, just cleaned it up and went about his way with his one platter. Please don't judge me, I can't help but wonder if he dropped that as well when he got back to the office. I honestly do feel bad for the guy (it's usually me that this sort of thing happens to).
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Top ten reasons why I'm lazy 1.
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My manager ("M") and I are at Subway today enjoying our usual Friday lunch when this guy steps out of the store carrying two platters. The bottom platter is a tray of subs and the top platter is a tray of wraps. The guy takes one step out of the door when the top platter goes flying and lands behind M. In my minds eye I see the wraps all over the footpath. But no, a miracle has happened. The platter has done a flip and has landed upside down, all the wraps are in one piece (nothing out of place, nothing unravelled) sitting perfectly in the lid. So the guy puts the platter of subs down on a nearby table and picks up the base which now became the lid, puts it on the what was originally the lid, picks it all up and takes one step . . . At this point M says "Oh boy, were you lucky" and exactly the moment these words were uttered, the guy dropped the platter again. This time they went everywhere. There was absolutely no chance of salvage this time. I didn't laugh I felt so sorry for the guy, all I said to M was that it was his fault for jinxing him. I know I'll go to hell because I've 'lol' when I told my workmates (they all said it was M's fault) and when I told my wife and son (they both said it was M's fault as well). To give the guy full credit, he was very stoic about. No swearing or no carry-on, just cleaned it up and went about his way with his one platter. Please don't judge me, I can't help but wonder if he dropped that as well when he got back to the office. I honestly do feel bad for the guy (it's usually me that this sort of thing happens to).
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Top ten reasons why I'm lazy 1.
If first you succeed, try, try again?
cheers Chris Maunder
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My manager ("M") and I are at Subway today enjoying our usual Friday lunch when this guy steps out of the store carrying two platters. The bottom platter is a tray of subs and the top platter is a tray of wraps. The guy takes one step out of the door when the top platter goes flying and lands behind M. In my minds eye I see the wraps all over the footpath. But no, a miracle has happened. The platter has done a flip and has landed upside down, all the wraps are in one piece (nothing out of place, nothing unravelled) sitting perfectly in the lid. So the guy puts the platter of subs down on a nearby table and picks up the base which now became the lid, puts it on the what was originally the lid, picks it all up and takes one step . . . At this point M says "Oh boy, were you lucky" and exactly the moment these words were uttered, the guy dropped the platter again. This time they went everywhere. There was absolutely no chance of salvage this time. I didn't laugh I felt so sorry for the guy, all I said to M was that it was his fault for jinxing him. I know I'll go to hell because I've 'lol' when I told my workmates (they all said it was M's fault) and when I told my wife and son (they both said it was M's fault as well). To give the guy full credit, he was very stoic about. No swearing or no carry-on, just cleaned it up and went about his way with his one platter. Please don't judge me, I can't help but wonder if he dropped that as well when he got back to the office. I honestly do feel bad for the guy (it's usually me that this sort of thing happens to).
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Top ten reasons why I'm lazy 1.
The universe figured there was something wrong with the luck he got the first time and quickly made the necessary corrections. Seems about right to me. And yeah, I would feel sorry for the guy but would not miss the chance later on to tell the tale and laugh about it.