Monday. Just knocked off. Getting back into work mode is going quite successfully, but have not bothered looking at any job boards yet.
Anyway, what should be there to greet me as I knocked off but Melanie’s latest batch of Share Your World questions. A quick scan through has revealed that I’m probably going to be quite dull this week, but I’ll have a bash nevertheless.
Have you ever ‘dined and dashed” (i.e. eaten the meal and then run out the restaurant door without paying)?
No. Well, yes, maybe, but not knowingly. Back when I was at university, and wasn’t used to going to restaurants. A bunch of us went out to a local restaurant, enjoyed the meal, got the bill. We split it such that everybody paid their own way, and we ended up with piles of loose change on the table. There must have been a half-dozen of us.
I later found out that the trick was to put in just a bit less than your share. By the time the restaurant counted all those coins, you’d be long gone.
I almost did as a grown-up, but very different circumstances. I was with my family, we finished the meal and I asked for the bill. This guy was the rudest waiter, ages later had still not brought it over, even after I asked again. He finally brought the bill as we were walking through the door. Strasbourg. EU Parliament. Fat cats, used to treating people like shit. Little fucker. No tip.
Have you ever been in a car accident and either left the scene of the accident (providing it was a fender bender and not serious) or denied culpability for causing it when you did, (if it were minor or serious)?
No. On the one time I was at fault in an accident, I admitted it there and then. It was pretty hard to do otherwise as I’d just driven up their ass at a traffic junction. She reversed into me?
Other times, when the accident was 50:50, and when the other person claimed it was my fault, I discovered that it was easy just to come up with a form of words to shoot the other person down. Truth or lies never really came into it – I’d just say exactly what they’d said, but the opposite. In the end, it was my word against theirs, so the insurance companies called it a draw.
In accidents that weren’t my fault, I learned that the more I pushed the insurance company, the more time I had to devote to the event. As somebody who ran their own business, this itself would cost me money. So I learned to settle quickly, as long as it did not involve too much cost to me.
My wife was once taken to court by an aggrieved driver. I was surprised it went that far, but it did. My wife’s lawyer was crap, and we basically had to do all the legwork ourselves. It was easy. Whilst there had been an accident, this guy got the location wrong. Really elementary stuff. He claimed that the accident had taken place outside someone’s house. By the slimmest of chances, we knew the person who lived in the house, who was willing to testify that no accident had taken place on that day.
Having been shown to be wrong even in the location of the accident, this guy had zero credibility, and everything he said thereafter was laughed out of court. My wife (or rather, her insurance company) even got costs. We never even got as far as what actually happened.
There’s a valuable life lesson there. Your credibility is everything. Even if you come out with the most profound utterance ever, if people already think you’re an asshole, you’re going nowhere.
(Oldie which has been asked many times before) Have you ever found a wallet or purse or some money (over $20) in the street and just taken it, thinking ‘finders keepers, losers weepers? Or would you be ‘good’ and hand it in?
No. I mean, the basic thing is that if you lose your wallet these days, it is a major inconvenience cancelling cards/ids and the like. I only ever lost my own wallet once but I still remember what a pita it was.
If I did find something, I’d probably try to contact the owner directly. I doubt I’d use the police. If there was nothing to identify the owner, if it was just a pile of money, then I don’t know.
What was the last thing you stole or shoplifted? If you never ever considered doing that, tell us your secret! 🙂
Candy, as a young teen. The time I stopped was one time when a school “mate” shoplifted something – into my bag. So if we’d have been caught, I’d have been the one in the shit.
For the longest time, my dad used to scare me by saying that if I was found guilty of any crime, then he would lose his job with the government. He was only a taxman. But it was only as I got to mid-teens myself, got to know the law a bit, that I learned it was bullshit.