Been a vicar for over 40 years and spent most of that time reassuring people that death isn't the end and their relatives are waiting for them in a place of peace and joy. The older and closer to death I get the more I've started worrying though. What if I'm wrong about it all?
an 8 1/3 chance of leaving. But then you take our 75% chance of leavin' (if we was to go one on one), and then add 66 2/3%, you got a 141 2/3 chance of leaving with more than you went in for! The numbers don't lie, and they spell disaster for you at B&Mifice
Normally if you go to a shop you've got a 50/50 chance of leaving with what you went in for. But we're not normal! So you got a 25% at best of leaving with just that! And then you add candles to the mix? Your chances of leaving drastically go down
I once found a wallet with £80 inside.
I pocketed £40 and personally delivered the wallet to his letter box with a note attached; "I think I deserve half for saving you an inconvenience replacing bank cards and family photos". I always wonder if he was grateful or livid.
Used free Web text messaging 15 yrs ago to send 100s of free texts in bulk to friends with old phones that could only store 25 or 50 texts, took them hours every time to delete the incoming texts and get phone back to normal
When I worked on the phones in customer service I would give people punishment holds for doing things I didn't like, 2 mins for swearing, 3 mins for shouting at me or not listening. 1 min for talking to someone else at the same time, 6 minutes for eating
I never wash my hands after using the bathroom. My wife has got wise to this and listens outside the door. So I turn on the tap, wet the soap and rearrange the towel after pooing in order to cover my tracks. This takes longer than washing my hands, but I refuse to let her win.