Working at the highland show up in edinburgh at the weekend just passed.
Barwork, serving thousand upon thousands of sweaty ill mannered young farmer pretzels.
Anyway, we had a barrow for the kegs and this old lady asked to borrow it to move a bag of horse feed she had just purchased.
Hey i shall come and move it for you.
So of i trottwed with aching legs and burnt and peeling face and neck.
Well did i not have to walk to the far corner of the showground, about 1 click away, collect the bag and then walk all the way back passed where we started and all the way out to the car park about 2 clicks.
She offered me a tenner, but i passed and said no your ok, keep it.
So that was my good deed, what about you lot ?
Barwork, serving thousand upon thousands of sweaty ill mannered young farmer pretzels.
Anyway, we had a barrow for the kegs and this old lady asked to borrow it to move a bag of horse feed she had just purchased.
Hey i shall come and move it for you.
So of i trottwed with aching legs and burnt and peeling face and neck.
Well did i not have to walk to the far corner of the showground, about 1 click away, collect the bag and then walk all the way back passed where we started and all the way out to the car park about 2 clicks.
She offered me a tenner, but i passed and said no your ok, keep it.
So that was my good deed, what about you lot ?