Off-Topic Just called an old man a stupid twat.

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

I've just been into town on my lunch break, I go into town almost every lunchtime and just walk, have a bit of a browse, and walk a bit more, I average just over 2 miles each lunch hour which can't be bad for you.

I decided to pop into Marks to see what was happening in the food hall what with it being Valentines day (it was mobbed).

An old bloke just ahead of me walked in through the door on Queen Street and let the door close behind him, I opened it and as I was walking though I checked behind me to see if anyone else was coming in, I held it open long enough for the person behind me to hold the door themselves and then turned and walked straight into the back of the old man who for some reason was just stood still just past the doorway.

"Oh sorry, sorry mate" I said.
"So you bloody well should be" he replied.
"Pardon?" I questioned
"Are you blind?" he demanded to know.

I was lost for words, it was a genuine mistake, I'd immediately apologised and here he was questioning the sincerity of my apology and whether my eyes functioned correctly. All of this despite him just deciding to stand still in a busy thoroughfare.

I paused for a second, unsure of how to respond, so I told him he was a stupid twat and wandered off for my daily power walking session.

That's the second time I've shouted at a belligerent old man. The first time I called one a "fucking cunt" in a heated parking dispute in a St. Ives car park but I'll save that tale for another day.

 

[Joecity]

Thinly veiled I was looking for an auld fella to abuse, on my lunch brake after a bollocking of me supervisor and Marks has never failed me post if ever there was one. If that old guy wasn't there you'd have been in customer services trying to return a Blue Harbour jumper that you shrunk in the wash, or insisting you gave the old Dorris on the till a twenty instead of the flim you handed over.

 

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

Thinly veiled I was looking for an auld fella to abuse, on my lunch brake after a bollocking of me supervisor and Marks has never failed me post if ever there was one. If that old guy wasn't there you'd have been in customer services trying to return a Blue Harbour jumper that you shrunk in the wash, or insisting you gave the old Dorris on the till a twenty instead of the flim you handed over.

I've got to spend me lunch hours some how, I got fed up of the museum. And I was banned.

 

[Dr. Lecter]

I've just been into town on my lunch break, I go into town almost every lunchtime and just walk, have a bit of a browse, and walk a bit more, I average just over 2 miles each lunch hour which can't be bad for you.

I decided to pop into Marks to see what was happening in the food hall what with it being Valentines day (it was mobbed).

An old bloke just ahead of me walked in through the door on Queen Street and let the door close behind him, I opened it and as I was walking though I checked behind me to see if anyone else was coming in, I held it open long enough for the person behind me to hold the door themselves and then turned and walked straight into the back of the old man who for some reason was just stood still just past the doorway.

"Oh sorry, sorry mate" I said.
"So you bloody well should be" he replied.
"Pardon?" I questioned
"Are you blind?" he demanded to know.

I was lost for words, it was a genuine mistake, I'd immediately apologised and here he was questioning the sincerity of my apology and whether my eyes functioned correctly. All of this despite him just deciding to stand still in a busy thoroughfare.

I paused for a second, unsure of how to respond, so I told him he was a stupid twat and wandered off for my daily power walking session.

That's the second time I've shouted at a belligerent old man. The first time I called one a "fucking cunt" in a heated parking dispute in a St. Ives car park but I'll save that tale for another day.

 

[Dr. Lecter]

P.s cool story bro.

 

[Steve R]

I would of!

 

[Hartley]

To be fair Croesy is a twat

 

[Joecity]

I've got to spend me lunch hours some how, I got fed up of the museum. And I was banned.

Banned? From the museum? Another story again i'm thinking. Well I can think of at least zero reasons why any body would manage to get themselves banned from the Museum in Town. I've tried on the annual school trip. it's neigh on impossible. They are desperate for you to return. This I got's to know.

 

[Dr. Lecter]

To be fair Croesy is a twat

I always had him down as a bearded nonce personally.

 

[Joecity]

I've got to spend me lunch hours some how, I got fed up of the museum. And I was banned.

Did you say hours as well. I've rubbed my eyes twice but it still says hours. I'd expect an edit soon.

 

[Nid Dave]

I've got to spend me lunch hours some how, I got fed up of the museum. And I was banned.

You're as bad as a cyclist, meandering all over the place irrespective of the personal spaces you invade whilst looking backwards. I used to go into a filing room and lay on the floor meditating keeping out of the way of people going about their business.

 

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

Did you say hours as well. I've rubbed my eyes twice but it still says hours. I'd expect an edit soon.

Aye, lunch hours as in Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Although of Friday I generally treat myself to something to eat in town so less walking involved there.

 

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

I would of!

U neva did m8

 

[Joecity]

Aye, lunch hours as in Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Although of Friday I generally treat myself to something to eat in town so less walking involved there.

Ahh an hour a day. Get it. I used to love going into town on lunch when I worked there. See at least 5 people you know. Not manage to get anything to eat. It was on the cusp of a lunchtime pint going out of fashion as well. When I first started I'd watch in awe as my bosswould sink 3 pints of larger in an hour. Pack of mints and go and meet his boss for a meeting who presumably had downed a quarter bottle of whiskey or something. That's how it seemed to be.

 

[Steve R]

U neva did m8

Woe betide you if I ever see you in Beddau.

 

[bluethrough™]

I've just been into town on my lunch break, I go into town almost every lunchtime and just walk, have a bit of a browse, and walk a bit more, I average just over 2 miles each lunch hour which can't be bad for you.

I decided to pop into Marks to see what was happening in the food hall what with it being Valentines day (it was mobbed).

An old bloke just ahead of me walked in through the door on Queen Street and let the door close behind him, I opened it and as I was walking though I checked behind me to see if anyone else was coming in, I held it open long enough for the person behind me to hold the door themselves and then turned and walked straight into the back of the old man who for some reason was just stood still just past the doorway.

"Oh sorry, sorry mate" I said.
"So you bloody well should be" he replied.
"Pardon?" I questioned
"Are you blind?" he demanded to know.

I was lost for words, it was a genuine mistake, I'd immediately apologised and here he was questioning the sincerity of my apology and whether my eyes functioned correctly. All of this despite him just deciding to stand still in a busy thoroughfare.

I paused for a second, unsure of how to respond, so I told him he was a stupid twat and wandered off for my daily power walking session.

That's the second time I've shouted at a belligerent old man. The first time I called one a "fucking cunt" in a heated parking dispute in a St. Ives car park but I'll save that tale for another day.

Shoplifter gets approached by elderly security guard and gets all aggressive imo.

Worked for you in St Ives so thought lets try it again

 

[Stantona]

I've just been into town on my lunch break, I go into town almost every lunchtime and just walk, have a bit of a browse, and walk a bit more, I average just over 2 miles each lunch hour which can't be bad for you.

I decided to pop into Marks to see what was happening in the food hall what with it being Valentines day (it was mobbed).

An old bloke just ahead of me walked in through the door on Queen Street and let the door close behind him, I opened it and as I was walking though I checked behind me to see if anyone else was coming in, I held it open long enough for the person behind me to hold the door themselves and then turned and walked straight into the back of the old man who for some reason was just stood still just past the doorway.

"Oh sorry, sorry mate" I said.
"So you bloody well should be" he replied.
"Pardon?" I questioned
"Are you blind?" he demanded to know.

I was lost for words, it was a genuine mistake, I'd immediately apologised and here he was questioning the sincerity of my apology and whether my eyes functioned correctly. All of this despite him just deciding to stand still in a busy thoroughfare.

I paused for a second, unsure of how to respond, so I told him he was a stupid twat and wandered off for my daily power walking session.

That's the second time I've shouted at a belligerent old man. The first time I called one a "fucking cunt" in a heated parking dispute in a St. Ives car park but I'll save that tale for another day.

You obviously have a very low level of emotional intelligence.

 

[Gonzo]

Shouting at stupid people is a public service. How else will they learn?

 

[Mr Shitpeas]

Ahh an hour a day. Get it. I used to love going into town on lunch when I worked there. See at least 5 people you know. Not manage to get anything to eat. It was on the cusp of a lunchtime pint going out of fashion as well. When I first started I'd watch in awe as my bosswould sink 3 pints of larger in an hour. Pack of mints and go and meet his boss for a meeting who presumably had downed a quarter bottle of whiskey or something. That's how it seemed to be.

The liquid lunch is sadly becoming a thing of the past.
In the building trade, especially on a Friday, 2-3 pints, a Ham roll and a gawp at the barmaid was very common. The downside of course was you’d have try and slope off and find somewhere for a quick kip as you’d be knackered all afternoon.

 

[Joecity]

Probably the same bloke that dropped Hiroshima in Abergevenny today.