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Post by everso on Mar 29, 2009 21:52:11 GMT
What a bunch of thieving pig fuckers you all are. I'm a paragon of virtue (and you can't prove any different see)  You are Old Holborrn and I claim my £5. |
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Post by percyplum on Mar 29, 2009 22:04:36 GMT
Oh well, I have been guilty of fare dodging on the trains as an impecunious teenager.  |
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Post by Patrick on Mar 29, 2009 22:26:55 GMT
Oh well, I have been guilty of fare dodging on the trains as an impecunious teenager. My feeling behind that (especially in the days when they let you buy a ticket on the train) was that the Guard is employed to check tickets - if he can't be bothered to do his job then it serves the company right if I haven't paid, but I have never intentionally boarded a train without meaning to pay. I once went from Sevenoaks all the way to Herne Bay without paying - and that in those days involved three train changes! and about £15 in today's money. |
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Post by everso on Mar 29, 2009 23:55:48 GMT
Oh well, I have been guilty of fare dodging on the trains as an impecunious teenager. My feeling behind that (especially in the days when they let you buy a ticket on the train) was that the Guard is employed to check tickets - if he can't be bothered to do his job then it serves the company right if I haven't paid, but I have never intentionally boarded a train without meaning to pay. I once went from Sevenoaks all the way to Herne Bay without paying - and that in those days involved three train changes! and about £15 in today's money. Mine wasn't so much a case of deliberately avoiding paying, more a case of the bus conductor not realising I hadn't paid.  Such a lovely feeling, jumping off the bus still with my 6d. clutched in my hot little hand. |
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Post by Flatypus on Mar 30, 2009 0:43:06 GMT
Heavens! I worked for a bloke who'd at one time done the books for a couple of Mafiosi in a New York jail, and for the outfit that snaffled Arthur Scargill's millions out of Thatcher's sequestration to Zuerich. The Nr 2 took full responsibilty and resigned during my first few days - with a £50,000 cash compensation (was a lot in 1988!) and a yacht worth more for services rendered. I believe there are only two kinds of businessman: the bent and the bankrupt.
In the former's case too, it was almost a requirement to have a Drunk in Charge conviction. We allowed little Helen an exemption since she did not drive and her father was a barman my brother knew who'd been a Portuguese mercenary in the 1960s Belgian Congo wars. Don't ask, don't mess.
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Post by everso on Mar 30, 2009 0:52:16 GMT
Oh, and while we're discussing "stealing dogfood", that reminds me. There used to be a pet shop near where I lived as a youngster. They had great big sacks of dog biscuits and whenever my friend and I went to the shop to buy food for her dog, we whipped a couple of biscuits out of the sack, which happened to be right by the door, on our way out.
I even gave one to my little brother to try when he was with us. He still maintains I made him eat it, but I didn't. I didn't.
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Post by Flatypus on Mar 30, 2009 0:57:27 GMT
There was and still is a great pet shop back home called Touzel's that as well as pet food and pets sells dried beans and similar traditional stuff out of sacks to help yourself just like some Hippy co-ops started in Brum in the 70s.
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Post by motorist on Mar 30, 2009 3:03:03 GMT
You are Old Holborrn and I claim my £5. Nah, I just nicked his avy when he announced he was leaving JSG  |
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Post by swl on Mar 30, 2009 12:34:11 GMT
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Post by Coffeepot on Mar 31, 2009 18:15:45 GMT
I'm amazed at the number of crooks I associate with! I'm whiter than white I think. Except I've jumped off a bus in my youth without paying (this was in the days of the Routemaster London Transport buses that didn't have doors). Of course, like PP, I've taken stuff from hotels (I usually do a complete sweep) and naturally at work I helped myself to envelopes etc.No, I'm white than white. So now we have the real identity of "Lifty Fingers" McGee, scourge of hotels across the nation  I was feeling left out, thinking I hadn't pinched anything, but we stayed overnight in the Royal Kensington Hotel in London a few years ago, and I took pretty much everything with the hotel name on, even a dinky little sewing kit. But why didn't I take the gorgeous bathrobe that was a white cloud of bathtime fluffyness? *sob*. |
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