You could well be right.
We had a depression in the tarmac at the front of the yard,when it rained, it filled up and made a fairly large pool.
Ferkins,one of the idiots I worked with used to flatten himself against the fence and edge past it,claiming it was alligator infested.
Frankie,the other ,one had a small garden pond,about 2' by 2' by 1' deep, he bought a carp,about 4lbs which promptly used up all the oxygen and died.
Sad but understandable. :cry:
Less understandable was why Frankie brought it in and left it on a shelf in the trade counter, what's more nobody said anything,and it was there for a few days before the boss poked his head around the door and told me to 'get rid of the fish'.
I could go on for hours,but that's what the place was like, always something daft going on, I was so lucky, I spent the first few years at work doubled up with laughter most of the time.
But in dreams, always the same area,and I'm terrified.
All the best.
We had a depression in the tarmac at the front of the yard,when it rained, it filled up and made a fairly large pool.
Ferkins,one of the idiots I worked with used to flatten himself against the fence and edge past it,claiming it was alligator infested.
Frankie,the other ,one had a small garden pond,about 2' by 2' by 1' deep, he bought a carp,about 4lbs which promptly used up all the oxygen and died.
Sad but understandable. :cry:
Less understandable was why Frankie brought it in and left it on a shelf in the trade counter, what's more nobody said anything,and it was there for a few days before the boss poked his head around the door and told me to 'get rid of the fish'.
I could go on for hours,but that's what the place was like, always something daft going on, I was so lucky, I spent the first few years at work doubled up with laughter most of the time.
But in dreams, always the same area,and I'm terrified.
All the best.