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It was the ultimate 'could have been me' I think. I mind my first job a couple of years after it happened, a lad in the office said he was staying in one of the buildings next to the towers that was destroyed in the collapse. This was a week before it happened. In my head I was just thinking "w****r" but I was a young lad so I think I just said "wow, spooky" I feel everyone knows someone that has some sort of 'could have been me' related to 9/11. Though the people that missed any of the flights, for whatever reason must have been in utter shock.

My surname would rarely be a first name and I still get emails with my surname. First name is unfortunately one of those with multiple variations. Get many emails that go unanswered by myself for being incorrect. I'm a petty c**t tbh.

I was still in school, remember another teacher came into the class and left with our teacher. Was odd the way it happened, so speculation mounted and then she returned to dramatically announce a plane crashed into the world trade centre in New York. Any learning seemed to stop, everyone piled round TV's that could get terrestrial channels. No one had smart phones or anything. I had football training later, loads of people didn't turn up.

Thanks for checking that. That's very bleak indeed. Although, I guess we've won plenty league games that were kinda televised (streamed) so maybe the curse will be lifted. *narrator* 'the curse wasn't lifted'

Coupled with its moved so it can be televised, our record of televised games is absolutely awful I believe. I can't actually remember the last one we won. Can't wait for this game then.

My school had a swimming pool, vague memory of it not being too bad actually. Although there was an occasion where we all came out the changing rooms lined up ready to jump in and one of the lassies shrieked at this wee furry dead thing in the pool. Turned out to be a dead rat, the PE teacher grabbed one of the pool cleaning nets, scooped it out and was like "right in you's get" more or less met with a resounding "are you having a laugh!" After a short debate swimming class was cancelled and pool was closed for cleaning. Given the amount of chlorine always present it's a miracle we survived swimming in it, never mind a rat, so I'm sure it would have been fine to carry on. Although I don't know anything about the ratio of diseases carried by rats to the volume of chlorine treated water for it to be safe.

Would be good if he had a fight against an actual professional boxer (that isn't a money making exhibition against Mayweather) having him listed as winning 4 professional fights against guys that aren't boxers just makes a mockery of the sport. If he's serious about this then he should be working his way up ranked boxers in his weight class, but he's not, he just wants the money. Perhaps he knows the first young but fairly experienced professional boxer would knock him out.

Had thought that, seems odd to troll your own fans, but then again I have doubted he's a Thistle fan in the past.

Do you genuinely feel that's a fair assessment here? The guy has assembled what is starting to appear a rather good team, despite defensive injuries we are sitting second top and have won three games out of four.

Had to go back and check haha... weird.

What an absolute rabble Morton are right now. Think I counted one shot on target straight at Sneddon, he'll not have an easier game all season. Hope you're having a shite night @virginton etc

Was always a rumour going round, that one of the German teachers got locked in a cupboard at school over the weekend. A few of the lads in my class used to ask her almost every German period if it was true. She always denied it funnily enough.

Dropped you a PM

Yeah it was a portacabin at the arse end of the building, although the interior was significantly nicer than most of the rest of the classrooms, so I can't work out if they hated the maths teachers or not. I used to be good at it, until 2nd year and I had this awful teacher, who was fat and didn't seem to give a f**k about teaching. She was one of those "the bell is for me, not for you lot" mostly this was confined to lunch time, for a big lass, she beat more or less everyone to to the front of the lunch queue and from the maths block, with her BMI that was impressive. Discipline in school over the years is an interesting thing, the enquiry of learning difficulties is a really shitty thing to do, probably they were having a bad day / period in life. In 1st year my guidance teacher tried to make me stand up and apologise to her in front of the class. Except she wanted to be addressed by her name which I never realised so after repeating things many times, feeling massively embarrassed as classmates laughed at the situation, I muttered "f**k this" and sat down. I've never seen a teacher so incandescent with rage over something so minor, she stormed over and if she could have would have tried to throw me out the class. Instead I was asked to stand outside for more or less the majority of the class. I think this was my first week of secondary school. I utterly detested this woman. This certainly had an effect on me, more or less from then on I took no shit from any teacher and was probably an absolute little c**t of a pupil. I'd say a total power play from her that had the complete opposite effect.

I love cooking, but it's all my focus on one or two dishes, while drinking copious amounts of beer. I think the pressures of rattling out f**k knows how many dishes in a short space of time would stress me out big time. I mean no disrespect, but that sounds even more dull than what I do. Least you enjoy it.

Many years ago now, I used to work with a guy in my team who was prone to moments of just bonkers behaviour, but was otherwise a really sound guy. He was the sole reason why the company no longer allowed alcohol to be consumed on premises (they used to crack open the champagne when we won contracts or renewed them) something to do with him running around semi-naked outside with one of the bosses chasing him. I never witnessed this but I'm told it was a good laugh. Anyway, I attended this Christmas night out in Paisley and this lad I worked with was there, the company always provided loads of booze vouchers, to the point it was more or less a free bar and so it was always very well attended, to the point this year the actual managing director was there, a sound guy and it turns out probably a very good sense of humour. Some point during the night I hear a commotion on the dance floor, the lad in my team has his breechs down as I turned to look and is bending over doing some kind of Ace Ventura thing with his arsecheeks right in front of the MD! One of the managers was scrambling to cover what was going on and the guy was just laughing at it. The lad got carted home in a taxi and the night went on. The next working day the boy in my team is just talking about it with me and comes away with "you know it's funny [insert MDs name] has actually seen my bumhole" *laughs" having got used to his antics I'm just fucking laughing about it. There was no reprimand for the lad and apparently everyone saw the funny side. Looking back now, I think the guy may have had some mental issues and probably shouldn't have been drinking. I think the place I worked made certain allowances for him.

See I like dogs (Tommy from Snatch meme) but, I don't think I'd fancy walking around half he day with them picking up shite and trying to stop them pumping each other. Out of all of the one's so far who enjoyed their job this would probably be the winner so far though.

Why is it the maths department always had a wee separate block from the main school? Or was that just mine.

I'm not sure what's worse here, the awful "cheese rolls" or your manager going tonto over half an hour. The manager sounds like an outrageous c**t tbh.

Drug trafficking?

Curious to know, why the change of career? I might need a retaining wall in the near future tbh. At least 5 houses on my estate are currently getting some sort of house modification or building work at the moment (the constant banging and grinding (yes yes Kenneth Williams gif) is really adding to my day) and about another 5 houses have already had this type of work done already in lockdown. Seems this kind of building trade stuff is absolutely booming. Lucky guy, PT wouldn't be for me, probably because i'm a lazy b*****d and like to drink beer. See this is where I am, maybe, I don't hate it... I just cant get over the fact that, really, it's fucking boring and it all just feels a bit pointless. I literally only do it for the money, which is good. I don't think anyone would listen to me lecture them voluntarily, it's nice you enjoy it, but I think it would bore me to death. Basically subtly looking for career change advice here now.

I sit at a computer all day, well I'm supposed to anyway and I mean, it is fucking shite, but mopping floors, cleaning or stacking shelves also sounds fucking shite. In fact, aren't all jobs fucking shite, boring, soul crushing. Does anyone actually enjoy what they do, if so what do you do please? No bullshit either, genuinely look forward to going to work, nothing less.

We had an art teacher that was an alleged beast at our school, there was this story that seemed to be handed down from each year that he'd put a cucumber up a girls bum. The story was diluted down over the years to the girl had been standing on the desk, hanging objects from the ceiling (art related) and he prodded her bum with an object. Either way he was a fucking absolute weirdo, thick glasses, heavy mouth breathing creep! He got sacked while I was there, for punching/pushing a pupil, who was in fact the biggest wee fanny in the entire school and in my school that was really quite the achievement. Probably deserved it basically. All the techy teachers were alcoholics.

Aye there was also a bit of that. The girl I mentioned from previous posts used to send me screenshots of messages she got from guys in the work place. Absolutely horrendous / cringeworthy stuff I don't even want to repeat. For me it was a personal two pint limit at lunch. I worked down in London at various times and it was even worse, people tanning 6 pints at lunch and heading back to the office. If I had 6 pints in a little over an hour I'd defo have a noticeable buzz on and probably verging on feeling like shite come 5pm. Some bosses are absolutely sound with it, worked at another company, the boss would come out and sink 2 or 3 with the rest of us like it was no big deal. Seemed like he could handle a drink though and he was, to be fair, one of the best bosses I've ever had.