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Old 03-28-2011, 11:35 AM   #3
Ziguezon
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1) While sitting outside enjoying a drink with with friends one evening, I kept feeling a light tickling sensation on my neck. I thought it was my hair blowing in the breeze so paid little attention. A little while later I felt a tickling sensation inside my shirt on my chest. I put my hand over it and felt a lump that was definitely not supposed to be there. When I stood up and lifted my shirt a very large daddy-long-legs fell out. Blech! For those who don't know, a daddy long legs is a gross looking member of the arachnid family.

2) While working at a department store, I noticed a shipping container sitting high atop a stack of boxes. I reached up to pull it down, and the entire contents poured out onto my head, completely soaking me... it was filled with furnace fuel from a leaking pipe. Many showers were required to remove the smell.

3) While working as a maintenance boy at a Kmart store (my first job), a woman lost her keys and she assumed that she had dumped them into the large cafeteria garbage can with the remains of her lunch. I was given a small pair of rubber gloves, and was asked to bring thegarbage can in the back and search for the keys. The garbage can was full and I searched for 15 minutes through cigarette butts and ashes mixed with gravy from the french fries. By the end I was covered up to my elbows in the ash/gravy mixture but I still hadn't found the keys. When I went to inform the woman, someone told me that she had found her keys in her purse and had left the store 10 minutes ago.
As a side note: it was my responsibility to empty that garbage can when it became full. The trash bags they used were too small for the can, so were always folded very tightly over the top of the container. Many times, while I was trying to remove the bag, it would snap off of the container, splashing me in the face with the previously mentioned gravy and cigarette ash mixture.

4) When my son was still eating in a high chair, after his meal one day, I foolishly grabbed him from the chair and quickly lifted him up in the air above my head. Can you guess what happened next?
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