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In a similar vein to the first date type thing... here goes.

I once worked for a German company in the UK and we had visitors from head office all the time. My boss was totally BBC English was so well spoken it was almost as though he had deep throated Prince Charles!!!

Anyway, the two of us once took a German out to a pub that was famous for fox hunting (a practice that was in the process of being banned in the UK at the time) and, when the German asked where in the world we were, my boss told him that we were smack bang in the middle of fox hunting country. He explained that, against governments will, he would be marching on London the following weekend to register his protest to the government for banning one of his favorite pastimes.

My boss was quite proud of this rebellious act and asked me my opinion, assuming that I would be anti fox hunting. Here's where it get's nasty..

My response was that although I did not agree with his hunting and killing a fox I did agree with his right to argue the case to do so.

I went on to explain that we fought two world wars to retain that right.

Regardless to say, I no longer work with that company....

Beat that.

GB

garfy1974,
I am glad you no longer work for that company!

garfy1974,

I used to fox hunt. Loved to do it. It was exciting, especially when you get the fox! Unfortunatly, I have had to leave the fox hunt alone, since I have been in a relationship for almost a year and she sort of frowns on the idea of me picking up other women...

JTF,
Cute!

JTF,

Ouch - I love the sound of breaking glass!!!

GB

I'm not touching this one!

astonamous,

How's this for one... I was on a cross-country trip, driving, and in the middle of nowhere BAM, we get hit. And on top of it, on the way to the hospital, the fucking medic barfs all over me in the ambulance. I forget where that was...

garfy1974,
I got one for you. This has nothing to do with a job or fox hunting. This is me losing my virginity at a High School party. I was seventeen, a senior in High School and had just went from 250 lbs to 185 lbs. Apparently after loosing that kind of weight you look pretty good to those unsuperficial High School girls. Anyways, it was announced earlier that day, much like a press conference, to practically everyone that was going to be at the party. By the time I got there, the girl and myself were practically surrounded, then due to impatience, they (they being my drunk friend Eddie who had been sucking on a bottle of Jack Daniels, that night) put us in a room and let us to "commence". Here's a sidenote, never trust your drunk friend Eddie to lock doors. So, after an impressive beginning (so I'd like to think), we decided to go once more before going back to the party. Well, about fifteen minutes later her legs were over my shoulders, we were on the floor going at it when my friend Zak jumps in the room, eyes covered, and camera out. He got a very nice picture of the two of us. Soon after that about four or five more people came in with four or five other cameras and took pictures. I believe in total there were over 15 pictures taken. The bonus of that night, besides the obvious, is, how many people do YOU know that have documentation that they got laid? I DO!!! That Monday at school 250 copies of Zak's picture was passed out, along with some very nice t-shirts that read "Monkey Love" on the front with Zak's picture of us on the back. Embarassing then, funny as hell now. What do you think of that?

Mustang,

Ouch! Well, at least they caught you doing somethig admirable! Their night was spent taking pictures, not fucking like they should have been doing!

JTF,
That's the way I think of it, now. But then I was really embarassed, for about a week. Then I saw the humor in my embarassment. It's nice to get the joke, even if you are a week late.