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when i took the tube i used to get my work keys out to get through the turnstiles at the end and stand there stupidly with them in my hand wondering what to do, and try to get into my flat by waving my oystercard at it.

I am so glad I don't have an oystercard for this precise reason!

What I try to do is stick my ATM card into the turnstiles of the tube. Um, NO. I do not wish to buy this railway.

― masonic boom (kate), Thursday, 15 February 2007 11:13 (seventeen years ago) link

Also dropped exciting pill in toilet and was scummy enough to retrieve it

See also: mobile phone (had to retrieve it as was on the phone to exciting new romantic prospect at the time - let's gloss over why I was chatting to her while having a pee) and Paul Simon tape (which still worked - as did the phone, admittedly only for about 10 minutes).

― It's Teatime in Buttercup Land (Maaarghk C), Thursday, 15 February 2007 11:52 (seventeen years ago) link

What I try to do is stick my ATM card into the turnstiles of the tube. Um, NO. I do not wish to buy this railway.

Haw, I've done this on the Glasgow Underground. What amazed me was that my card went right through the reader thing and popped out the top undamaged. And it still worked in cash machines too! I sort of assumed the mechanism inside the turnstile was all bendy for paper tickets to whizz through, but apparently not that bendy, or else bank cards are indestructible.

― ailsa_xx (ailsa_xx), Friday, 16 February 2007 10:19 (seventeen years ago) link

Also, yeah, picked glasses out of toilet (fortunately the reason I was leaning face first over the toilet in the first place hadn't actually come to fruition at that point).

Actually, I've done loads of the things on this thread (toilet roll down loo, etc). I R moron.

― ailsa_xx (ailsa_xx), Friday, 16 February 2007 10:20 (seventeen years ago) link

When I am very tired, I am extremely easy to fool. One of my brother's favourite memories of me is when we were on our way home from Edinburgh one night on the train, having been up all night long at a party. Our train was sitting next to another one on the tracks, and the other train started to move. "Oh look, we're going," said Stephen, and then laughed at me as I did a proper comedy double take at the other train.

Also, once when we were almost at our housing estate, Mister Monkey said "what are you doing driving in here? We moved, remember?" and for a split second I believed him.

― accentmonkey (accentmonkey), Friday, 16 February 2007 10:25 (seventeen years ago) link

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