I spilt Fanta on it so it was all sticky and eurgh
Makeshift, but other than my bedroom smelling like a swimming pool, it's all good. I didn't realise my desk was dirty before but it now is a tad more glossy and has a sharper colour than the areas I didn't touch. It's gonna bug me now until I clean the other portion of the desk.
Blog theft auto.
So yea, Cleaning thread. Post your stories, hopefully they're more interting than mine!
This post has been edited by allhailkingryan on Tuesday, Jul 17 2012, 23:19
Caught a bus not long ago because sometime i ride to work, and you can mount your bike on the front of the bus, anyway i was coming home and i got on the bus and it was a driver i knew and often talk to, one of the seats was taped off, i asked the driver what happened and it was something like this... (Going from memory)
"SO this morning this couple came to the bus and went to get on, and i asked them to pay for a ticket, they said yesterday their house was robbed and they needed to get to the police station by 9 o clock and they had no money or anything, so i said "Yeah no worries i understand, hop on" they both had backpacks on and it was a busy Friday morning, they say halfway up the back of the bus and i kept going, then i heard a dog bark, i thought what the hell? and asked one of the passengers to check it out, she said that there was a dog on the bus! I pulled over at the next bus stop and got up and then saw the couple, they had a dog on the bus, i told them to come to the front of the bus, they get up and there is dog sh*t on the seat and vomit on the floor, i was pissed off, they come to the front of the bus and i say to them "I give you a free ride on the bus with your bullsh*t story and you have the nerve to bring a dog on in your back pack vomit on the seat and leave a dogsh*t sitting there! Righto mate, get the f*ck off my bus", they started to argue it and saying how they would report him for kicking them off the bus i just said "Look up there, my name and number is right there" and i point directly to the camera they look up and now we got their faces on file, at this point other passengers started getting involved calling them dirty housos and all that and then eventually the couple get off the bus.
He goes does his run and then goes back to Action (The bus company) stops the bus at the interchange and gets everyone off to catch another one since they come every few minutes, he explains his situation and what happened to his supervisor and then has to clean the bus, high pressure hose and soap, took a few hours he said.
I did see Him again (Ian) and he said that the couple were stupid enough to ring up so they got the number and went to the police with the security footage from the bus and charged the couple for bringing a pet on and vandalizing the bus, it is a government/private bus company so the rules of the bus are fine enforceable.
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I must admit that I'm quite a fan of cleaning and tidying things up. Hoovering the living room floor and the stairs can be amazingly satisfying, especially if coupled with a good playlist via my phone.
The only cleaning related story I have involves myself, a copious amount of spirits, a missing finger, more vomit than humanly possible and paralysis. I don't think anyone really wants to hear the whole thing and I can't be bothered explaining it. Still, all in all, it was a pretty good night.
@ finn4life: For some reason I read the entirety of your post in the style of Karl Pilkington.
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Having OCD means that I'm constantly cleaning, so I don't have a great story to tell as they're all the same.
*I'd also like to mention (on the note of cleaning) that this message is sponsored by Lemon Pledge, why use any other surface cleaner? Plus, it's Consuela approved.*
I must admit that I'm quite a fan of cleaning and tidying things up. Hoovering the living room floor and the stairs can be amazingly satisfying, especially if coupled with a good playlist via my phone.
The only cleaning related story I have involves myself, a copious amount of spirits, a missing finger, more vomit than humanly possible and paralysis. I don't think anyone really wants to hear the whole thing and I can't be bothered explaining it. Still, all in all, it was a pretty good night.
@ finn4life: For some reason I read the entirety of your post in the style of Karl Pilkington.
The "missing finger" part reminded me of ghost of delete key's story where some girl ate her finger in front of him, but that's too long and I also no longer have the link to it.
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QUOTE (Chukkles @ Tuesday, Jul 17 2012, 19:26)
I work as a night porter in a Hotel. I serve after hours drinks. I have to wipe up any rings left on tables.
Yeah, i'm interesting!!!
Dude! Did you know you have your own song?
Listen now...I took the time to run downstairs and grab the disc, rip the song, make the quick vid, upload it to YT, so you have to listen to it. All of it damnit...even if you hate it.
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Cleaning stories?
Oh boy you asked the right guy!
I'm a busser at some restaurant/bar/concert place and we are basically the janitors too. I have had to plunge two poo filled toilets and then clean the messy floor with a mop. You have to look at it to plunge it, you can't not look at it. All that brown chunky mess that you will haunt you forever. I have also had to clean up nasty barf that oddly look liked paper shredded up and mixed with a jelly substance.
Those two toilets were disgusting and seeing that much poop is just not right. I should not have to look at stuff like that.
I work as a night porter in a Hotel. I serve after hours drinks. I have to wipe up any rings left on tables.
Yeah, i'm interesting!!!
Dude! Did you know you have your own song?
Listen now...I took the time to run downstairs and grab the disc, rip the song, make the quick vid, upload it to YT, so you have to listen to it. All of it damnit...even if you hate it.
Thanks you for that, no I had never heard that song before but I can totally relate to it. You just made my week.
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Cleaning story?? I once (well multiple times) cleaned bloody pussy juices from between my bell end and foreskin, using her face wipes. Yeah, badass I know.
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QUOTE (Viperman @ Wednesday, Jul 18 2012, 08:21)
Cleaning story?? I once (well multiple times) cleaned bloody pussy juices from between my bell end and foreskin, using her face wipes. Yeah, badass I know.
It took me a while to figure out what you meant there. The first few times I read it, I thought you perhaps had some nasty infection, and the liquid caused by this infection was both pussy (lots of puss) and bloody. Although now I'm thinking it was a post sex clean up of your cock after it was submerged in her vaginal juices which may also include period blood. You know I'm still not 100% sure what you actually mean. I didn't think I'd be saying this, but care to elaborate?
As for my own story, well on a regular basis I have to pick up my dog's poop. I don't know what what's wrong with her diet, but there is definitely something very wrong with it at the moment. When she does that weird squating thing that dogs do, I know it's time. It just falls out of her, then she stands there for another 15 seconds whilst the lolly gagging last remnants work their way out. It's like an angel delight, an angel delight made of dog sh*t that smells like dog sh*t and which probably tastes quite unpleasant. For those of you who don't know, angel delight is a custard dessert thing which comes in different flavours.
It's really hard to pick up, and with the paper thin doggy bags I have you can feel it squelch between your fingers in a most horrifying way.
Thank you for allowing me to experience you spilling your drink.
So I was sitting in the Guard Shack reading, when I reached for my Coke ® I knocked it over and it sprayed on to a wall. Now, I had thought that the walls were painted Beige. You've guessed it, right! When I wiped the wall down I found that it was originally White. Damn those cigarette smokers.
Well, I'm pretty cleaning (well, I guess since I got a maid she does most of the job) But when she's not around I do all the cleaning myself. I f*cking hate living in a dirty environment, it makes me feel like a lazy bum so I always make sure my sh*t is organized.
