When does it not?
My most recent incident is with a neighbor across from my family's house. Hearing I had gone to school for computers he gave me his daughter's computer. It's nothing great, an Emachine with Windows XP Home. The daughter did something to it and the keyboard just beeps so a user can't input anything. My mistake was in saying 'If I fix it, do you want it back?'. He said yes and that he would compensate me. I shouldn't have said anything because he originally said i could have it - outright have it. So I saw him this weekend and his daughter is asking when I'll return her computer. Fuck. And this guy is as cheap as they come. His daughter is a special needs child and he lives off her checks. He had an operation but has had doctor's clearance to work for months now but he refuses to go find a job. Even when we tell him about jobs such as carpenter stuff for which he worked in for years he just won't apply. He even had his sister pay for half of his heating bills for the winter even though she owns the house, doesn't live there,and she pays all the taxes.
So I invested 5 hours in getting the computer running again before he told me his daughter wants her computer back. He told me that he told her 'You'll get it back when you get it back.' I actually want the computer for a server but now feel totally guilty about this whole situation. I expect trouble when I go to solve it the next time I see him because this guy expects big favors in return for small favors that he does and is totally cheap. If I can get $20 out of him I'd be surprised.
So yeah, my mouth has gotten me in trouble even by the simplest of things around the wrong people.
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When does it not?
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Yeah, that's probably what will end up happening because despite a tough exterior I have a soft heart.
Another recent example may have very well cost me a job. I interviewed with a computer A Monday or so ago. The next day they sent me to interview with a potential sub-contractor. So I'd end up being paid by the first company but working at the location of the sub-contractor. During the 2nd interview the sub-contractor asked me how long I'd been working for the first company. I told them the sub-contractor the truth "They interviewed me yesterday and sent me here." Not surprisingly, the sub-contractor went with another candidate.
"By the Seven Rings of Saturn!!! Who is Responsible For This???
- the Executioner
My webcomic updated twice a week:
http://www.drunkduck.com/The_Necropolis_Chronicles/
My comic - The Necropolis Chronicles - can be bought here:
Issue 1, 24 pages:
http://www.indyplanet.com/index.php?id=152
Issue 2, 24 pages:
http://www.indyplanet.com/index.php?id=151
Book 2, 48 pages, all new story arc:
http://www.indyplanet.com/index.php?id=4454
My mouth gets me into trouble periodically. Mouth at warp, brain on impulse as the Trekkie saying goes.
Could we re-title this thread "When has your mouth NOT gotten you into trouble?" in my honour?
I think that's your answer.
All the fucking time. It's a bit tiresome, but I'm just impulsive as hell, and just say (or even type) things without being fully aware of what I'm doing, until I end up with a black eye or a temp banning/suspension
My Mind's EyeOriginally Posted by Shel Silverstein
Occasionally.
But It gets me out of it more often.
My mouth is talented.
Loads of times. If I didn't have such a good mouth/brain separation (i.e. I can think something without saying it out loud) I would have gotten in so much more trouble when I was younger. Same with my dad, since we both piss people off by virtue of asking questions, or as my dad asked his dad in the 1950s "Why is your hair square when your head's round" to which the standard response was "Shut up" or variations thereof.
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