Comments on: OT: Let’s All Share a Funny Story

By: Jongasm

Jongasm — Sun, 17 Jun 2007 22:57:35 +0000

“I should have done the nice thing and just picked up the cup and threw it in the trash.”

Sure, that would have been the nice thing, but honestly, I think you did the RIGHT thing.

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My license plate says JONGASM. The other day I had an older asian woman pull up next to me and I noticed she was looking at me and laughing. I also noticed her younger Asian boy pointing and making a big deal out of something. Haha, I’m just going to assume it was my license plate.

By: John Wilks

John Wilks — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 03:13:06 +0000

Ah Styrofoam. Humanity’s longest lasting contribution.

By: Stacey

Stacey — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:54:10 +0000

In 1993 or so I was in NYC for an internal audit engagement. I was wearing a short pleated black skirt, with a briefcase or computer bag strap (can’t remember which!) slung over my shoulder. After grabbing my favorite Chocolate Croissant from Au Bon Pain, I started walking to work. With every step down the major NYC sidewalk, the briefcase rubbed against my skirt, making it ride up. Do you think anyone could have told me my pantyhosed rear-end was showing? That’s why I prefer Chicagoans! They would have shown a little mercy…

P.S. JLP, you’re lucky that “cup” wasn’t from a freshly vomited-out kid! Wouldn’t YOU have been surprised after picking it up!!

By: JLP

JLP — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:22:12 +0000

Yep, the story that “yu now who” told is true and it was about me.

Fun times.

That same dog ended up dying under my watch while my wife’s parents were out of town!

By: yu now who

yu now who — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:06:23 +0000

I had a future son-in-law once who would come over and take our Black Lab for a walk mornings when we were at work and he was between classes and work. He took Barney for a walk one day, let him loose in an open bayou behind a row of houses to run a little. He realized Barney was no where near so he ran to find him. After running the bayou, up & down streets, back and forth he realized he was nearly late for work so he hoofed it back to our house to get his car. Exhausted, exasperated, and wondering how he would explain how he lost our family pet he arrived back at our driveway. As he approached, he saw Barney patiently waiting at our back gate to get into the yard. We don’t ever let him forget that incident, but there are also many more…but for another day(;>) By the way he is known as JLP!!!!!

By: bob

bob — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 14:23:52 +0000

I have a thing for pet stores, and one day I was visiting one that had great salt-water fish tanks. I had noticed one had a new occupant, a “cute” little octopus. It was hanging out in a corner, and I was fascinated. Also fascinated was a little boy of about 3 or 4 who walked up next to me a few minutes later.

He was there to buy a goldfish, but took a few minutes to stare wide-eyed at this interesting creature.

The manager of the store noticed the little boy staring at his new octopus, and thought he’d engage the little fellow and show off a little.

He said “Hey son, how’d you like to feed the octopus?” The little boy nodded silently. The manager wandered over to another tank with a net in his hand, dipped into it and came out with, you guessed it, a goldfish. He asked the boy if he’d like to drop it in, and he shook his head silently. So the manager dropped the goldfish into the tank with the octopus. The goldfish was momentarily stunned, as was the boy. The octopus saw what was happening and jetted over to the goldfish and wrapped its arms around it.

Needless to say, the boy decided not to buy a goldfish that day.

By: Matt's Money

Matt's Money — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 12:56:09 +0000

Haha, great story. I wish I was there to see it.

By: Leslie T

Leslie T — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 11:36:51 +0000

Once when I was in high school, I was coming back from a field trip in a van being driven by a teacher I respected. We were going through an industrial area, and not thinking much, I threw the remnants of my lunch in a brown paper bag out the window.

Mr. Blake immediately pulled over and made me get out, walk back, and pick up the bag. I was humiliated, but ever since then I have never, ever felt the urge to litter.

We should have more teachers like Mr. Blake.

By: Vitaly

Vitaly — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 05:52:07 +0000

Nice story.
My problem in such cases is, that I know, I’ll newer do it if there is a huge guy in a track, so I feel awkward to do it in another situation with woman or child.

By: Rxforfinance

Rxforfinance — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 04:47:00 +0000

My story is only funny because no one got hurt (me).

I was at work where we stand all day and work on counters that are at waist level. I was working at one when I turned and started walking to another part of the area, when my foot had gotten caught on an open drawer.

Well you guessed it, I stumbled around with my arms flailing. I bounced off a wall, then down on the floor.
While it may not sound funny, picture an obese guy flailing, bouncing off walls and falling in slow motion.

Of course it didn’t happen in slow motion, but that is how it felt.
This happened almost 8 years ago and my co-workers still talk about it to this day. One almost wetting herself each time she tells it. It also gets more descriptive from needing stiches to having a concussion.

I had a time where I was going down to one knee (like a marriage proposel) to get some garbage that had fallen to the floor and split my pants from my crotch to my knee.