Got held at gun point in Hong Kong air port. Ammo in the check in luggage :oQuote:
Originally Posted by NavyDiver
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Got held at gun point in Hong Kong air port. Ammo in the check in luggage :oQuote:
Originally Posted by NavyDiver
Did you get to fire any rounds off after drinks :D :angel:Quote:
Originally Posted by NavyDiver
Many years ago, about 1980, my wife did underwear modelling with a few other girls, I went along a couple of times, very educational.;)
She was also a receptionist for a couple of prostitutes for a short time.
She did move in strange circles back then.
Jonesfam
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Originally Posted by NavyDiver
Security guard at 17 years old?
Hmmm,
Have to be 18 I thought.
Mike.
Might have been 19:D but I felt like a kid in a candy shop:angel:Quote:
Originally Posted by 90@
NSW is a funny place. I turned 18 in America with a beer or two. Legal drinking age is 21! Told a nice barman about that once we got back to Australia, He looked a bit funny when he worked out he had been serving me for a few years when he said a belated happy 18th birthday to me.
While on age things. Military Driving licence held since 17, I had a civilian motorbike but not car licence! I drove myself for my driving test in Five Dock when 20. I failed as the tester was unhappy I drove :D:D:D. I drove to Vic and got a full Civilian car/bike licence. Never had a P plates for a car. Never had a NSW firearms licence for that matter. I assume/hope the pistol the security company got me to carry was covered by the security licence which interestingly did not need any training or testing to get in 1984! Just checked my maths. I was 17. Perhaps the security company slipped on my birth date. "Sydney Night Patrol" was based in Burwood had many other navy and military people moonlighting who had got me the job.
I will go along with that,we have been doing contract work in all the jails in SEQ for over 20yrs,seen too many things to type here.Quote:
Originally Posted by jx2mad
What i will say,though,is every high school student should have an organised visit to see what it is really like in those centres.
I used to also do a lot of repairs in domestic houses,some of the things you saw were amazing.
I was called a couple of times to a local nudist colony,that has since been closed down.The first time i went there they didn't say what the place was,so it sure was a surprise.
A similar story to Navy Diver
It's Friday afternoon twenty years in a large pub in the far western reaches of Sydney and the refrigeration goes down.
The manager is in a panic.
To get to the plant room from the loading dock you needed to go past the managers office and through the liquor store room.
I'm a little preoccupied replacing the compressor and one of my trips back to the truck for some gear I walk into six gorgeous young girls in various stages of undress outside the managers office, ranging from topless to fully nude.
I didn't know where to look, must've gone bright red (or rusty in my tinted case)
"Please excuse me" as I walked through looking at the ground, so they all started to offer to help and carry things for me, playing "lets make the fridgy looked really embarrassed" :D
I had to go back and forwards a few times, much to their amusement.
I'd forgotten they had Friday afternoon strippers, I glanced out into the bar on one trip, the pub was packed !
Around the same time I also had the front door keys to one of the local brothels located in a mall.
To get to the air conditioning plant room I needed to go through their reception area, hence needing the key.
If the girls were quiet they'd often make me a cuppa and insist I sit and have morning tea with them. The look on blokes faces as you walked in and past as they waited was priceless.
The girls in there also delighted in telling me stories to embarrass me.
It was on the third floor of that building, the shop immediately below it was a sex shop, and the one under a bed shop.
I never asked the real estate agent if he'd leased them like that deliberately !
I've never worked in a goal, the scariest place I've spent time was the psych wing of a major hospital.
I should've realised things were a little different inside just walking through the remotely locked, air locked double doors, but having psychotic people run up and leer and scream in your face is a touch unsettling. :eek:
The hospital engineers had warned me, and given me the option of not doing the work as none of them wanted to go near the place but until you've been inside you don't quite realise......
Have had to do collections at the local (now closing down) ward for violent mentally ill offenders.
Nothing like starting your 2nd week and being told to keep your hands fisted less you get your fingers bitten off, or that the nice lady has tried to kill carers previously.
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Another embarrassing moment was when I knocked on the door of a unit in a retirement, only to be met by a lady in her 80's without a stitch of clothing on. She just stood there and said " I see you are from the phone co. and I am expecting someone. Just a moment and I will put a robe on". I mean... where do you look>>> Admittedly I was around 28 with two children... but.
She left me red faced and laughed about it to the nurse who came in to bath her.
That reminds me of the mother in law joke.
Here it goes:
Mother in law (MIL) goes around to see her son. Knocks on the front door, daughter in law (DIL) opens it - she's naked.
MIL say "What are you doing? - put some clothes on!"
DIL says " No, this is my love dress"
MIL "don't be stupid"
DIL " No, when I wear my love dress it makes my husband, your son, happy and when he's happy , he makes me happy"
The debate goes back and forth a bit with DIL prevailing and MIL deciding to go home.
On the way home, MIL gets to thinking about the chat.
Coupla hours later father in law (FIL) arrives home. Knock, knock, knock on the front door:
MIL opens the door naked.
FIL "what's this then?"
MIL " this is my love dress"
FIL " ya forgot to iron it"
b-boom :D