mine:
the death of my 21-year-old cat, taro, when i was 24. he was like my brother
getting cholera when i lived in thailand when i was 16.
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what's the worst experience you've ever had (that you want to share online)?
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Said "Go on then" when Diamond White said he wanted to show me this amazing thing he could do with a condom.
Spent a weekend in Dundee (Friday right through til Monday, fucking awful).
Hum, when I was, 16 I believe (Sebastien will correct me if not), I invited this girl I was going out with for a while to a party with all my friends, we were not "going out" per se, but let's say we were experimenting a lot.
Quite nice girl, beautiful blonde, the kind you are proud to be with.
Well, she came to the party, but with another guy.
You could find me under a table that day.
Can't believe that was 16 years ago.. ouch!
My mother died of ovarian cancer last year
Some years ago I almost died of blood poisoning. I spent a week in intensive care in a coma and month in hospital.
if you mean worst as the most shy here is mine: I did a shit in my pants during cherry harvest,I was almost 15.
One of the worst experiences i ever had was working for an office furniture company in Essex. Was doing a major installation of 500 desks at an army base near Reading, and the vans and fitters forgot to take the electrical packs that you fit in the desks for pc's etc.
I offered to drive an estate car over to the base with over 500 packs loaded up, each worth about £150.
I got some bloke to load up an estate car, and for some reason drove off with the hatchback wide open.
Bombing down the A13 stereo blasting NO at full volume, i couldnt work out why people were flashing me constantly.
After eight miles I noticed a trail of these packs along the side of the road, and shat meself. I had to reverse down the A13 for best part of 8 miles grabbing all the bits i could, playing chicken in a suit, fully expecting to be on a 'Bad Drivers' programme on Sky in the future.
I got to the site and gave them all the bits I'd gathered up, the head fitter commenting on the 'state of some of the shit that comes out of the factory these days', wondering why there were tyre marks on a few of the packs.
The installation amazingly was a success. Still don't know how.
Cracking my ribs right before the fucking New Order tour. Low points in this experience were the accident itself (which hurt like buggery and made a sickening cracking sound) and the point where I realised I would not be able to stay conscious if I stayed where I was in front of Hooky in Bournemouth.
For you, ze tour is over 
When they operated on me the first time in 2001...... for THREE MONTHS, every day, I had to drop my trunks, have a nurse drag about 30ft of cotton gauze wick out of 3 "pockets" in my flesh, swab them out and re-pack them (the plan being that by this packing business, the wounds would not heal into one huge lump of scar tissue, or re-infect). It varied from ouch to FUUUUUCKING STOP THAT YOU WHORE!!!!!!!! More women seen my arse in 3 months than in the rest of my life.
Or having our sampler, THEN our atari go down stone dead....live on the radio LOL.
Blimey, reading this thread is making me almost cry one minute and cringe the next.
When I was 18, I said I wasn't coming home one night as I had arranged with a mate to pretend to stay with her, but was actually planning to stay at a bloke's flat. As it turned out the bloke changed his mind so I was locked out of my house as the bolt was on and had to stay up all night, part of the night in a phone box - pretending to make a phone call and the rest sat behind the dustbin in our garden until day break -
One morning, as I was still living by my parents, I thought that my girlfriend was on the other side of my bedroom's door. I was naked with my sex erected (as it can be when you are a young man) and when I opened the door, I found myself in front of the mother of my brother's friend... great moment of loneliness...
erm...not sure that this is the place to share this, but what the hell...just happened about two hours ago...and it's almost humorously ironic...but I've just had a doctor tell me that I've got cancer...skin cancer only...but still, it was a somewhat numbing thing...I didn't even realize that I had spent the past two hours just driving around Austin, but fuck me if I can tell you where the hell I have been....
why is this humorously ironic...well, it hasn't been two weeks since I was behind the table at Blue Saturday, trying to help raise funds for cancer research by selling some shirts (and a CRAP Joy Division print to Missy Jem)...but during the weekend, somebody asked about my new hair do....and I was glib enough to make a joke about chemo...now that's freaking ironic...
ah well...the doc did say "we think we have caught this in plenty of time"...bastards better have...I fully intend to have to go back to England for some more new order gigs in the future...
the one good thing, I did toss two full packs (and a partial) of cigarettes out the window at some point while I was driving...so at least I can say I'm a non-smoker now...
Jeffari-al-Texani wrote: but I've just had a doctor tell me that I've got cancer...skin cancer only...
The benign type, hopefully?
Better have Cozzie fire up the kiln... ;)
Very, very sorry to hear that Jeff. Hearing that my mom had breast cancer over 20 years ago numbed me at the time, but she has survived very well till now. I wish the same for you.
Worst mental one was being a quite naive kid at 12 and then being unnecessarily humiliated by a girl. Karma is a bitch, Tracy.
No bad physical injuries here, sliced my left pinkie open in the kitchen with a knife, and broke the other one in a door.
One of the worst was being stuck out in the Jordanian desert with a bad leg.Pulled a muscle or something and couldn't walk.Would have froze to death that night if i hadn't attracted attention by repeatedly setting off the camera flash
Sorry Jeff.
On Blue Saturday, one of my friend confessed to me he was about to be out of a cancer (the reason he gave no news for a quite long moment)... Most of the people recover of this nowadays. Good luck !
Crikey Jeff: that's a bit of a stunner. Hopefully the doc's right and it will be sorted soon.
Good idea about them smokes though: stay off them and you'll be right as rain in no time 
(Hey, I sounded a bit like a doctor then!)
Hope you'll be feeling much better very soon, Jeff. Just sent you an email to your yahoo addy
JEFF.....my thoughts are with you mate.Hope you are able to get on with LIFE mate.If you need a chat you know my e-mail mate.Take care you mad TEXAN.
Shocking news Jeff. I've never had a drink with a Texan before and I thoroughly intend to.
Good luck to you mate.
hello Jeff, Iam with you. A week ago Iwas talkin to my she-doctor. She gently said there is a possibility I got larynx-cancer. Next day I did USG - Iam clean, nothin was found. Now Iam trying to quit smoking.
Iam sure you will be fine
I can't pick just one bad experience. All of them seem to tie each other.
Getting a really bad case of food poisoning two years ago. I was throwing up for about 4 hours in my dorm room, and then my twat of a roommate comes in from the gym and opens the window real wide - in January, in Boston. When I went to student health services, they told me I had to go to the emergency room, where for 8 hours I had a few large IV needles stuck into my arm as I passed in and out of consciousness.
When I was 16, I needed a pair of dress pants for an honors society ceremony at school, my mother tried to see if an old pair of my father's pants would fit me so she wouldn't need to buy me another pair. The pants she had looked like they had piss stains on them but she insisted I put them on and she'd wash them later. Only after I put them on did she realize that they were old masturbation stains. Needless to say, I was pretty horrified and my mother shelled out $20 for a new pair of pants.
A year ago, I was talking to a guy online and he wanted to meet, just to hang out. So, I take a bus from Boston to Plymouth, MA, only to find that this guy doesn't really want to "hang out." He left me at the bus station in Plymouth after the last bus left. I was broke and had to try to convince a friend on the phone two hours away that I was worth picking up and taking back home.
Sophomore year in college, I was asleep, but then that twat of a roommate comes in shit faced drunk from partying with a friend and turns on the lights. As I slowly become awake, I realized that they were both talking really loudly about how ugly, disgusting, and weird I am and how "bizarre" my real name is. I think after that point I wanted to beat the crap out of my roommate.
When I was in sixth grade, one of my teachers found out that forty girls were plotting to do something to me (clique culture, go figure). The girls had to write apologies on the board... From that point on, my popularity went down to the point where I couldn't trust girls at all and that I went mute selectively...
Meditate, love. The girls are no good, MTV and teen mag crazy hicks... Why do you think I don't like the current pop culture? It reminds me of them...
It seems a few people on here have been victims of bullies. It's always in the news these days but nothing seems to have improved despite all the measures taken. One of my best moments was walking approaching my bully years later.
This girl used to hang outside our school every now and then, she went to a different school. At the time, everybody was terrified of her. She was 6 years older than me and a BIG girl. It wasn't just me, but she did seem to really have it in for me (and I was quiet in these days!)
I saw her in my local pub about 10 years ago, I approached and asked her if she knew who I was. She didn't have a clue, and her face dropped when I told her. I was very tempted to give her a shove, but in the end settled with a rude word and a hard look.
It's true about bullies, they're all cowards on their own.
Missy Jem wrote: It's true about bullies, they're all cowards on their own.
Why do you think i've reservations about meeting you lot...
Missy Jem wrote:
I saw her in my local pub about 10 years ago, I approached and asked her if she knew who I was. She didn't have a clue, and her face dropped when I told her. I was very tempted to give her a shove, but in the end settled with a rude word and a hard look.
Why didn't you just belt her one? With that ring on your finger you would have knocked her out.
PHD wrote:
Why didn't you just belt her one? With that ring on your finger you would have knocked her out.
I would probably have killed her with that ring! I was tempted to hit her believe me, I got myself all worked up about it too. Wouldn't that have put me on the same level though?
Missy Jem wrote:
PHD wrote:
Why didn't you just belt her one? With that ring on your finger you would have knocked her out.
I would probably have killed her with that ring! I was tempted to hit her believe me, I got myself all worked up about it too. Wouldn't that have put me on the same level though?
Good point, but it depends on the person. Are you the revenge type or do you just let it go? I wouldn't have blamed you for smacking her as you may not have had the chance to years ago. I hate bullying in schools and it seems it's more familiar these days than when I was there. If you had hit her though the chances are you would have been up before a Judge.
The best way to deal with bullies is to bully them back.
Failing that, place a pissed Missy Jem in their immediate vicinity 
Fook me, just read Jeff's post. Makes me even more determined to beat these bastard ULU ripoff merchants. All the best Jeff.
ROCKET MICK wrote: I MET Shug
I was gonna say the same thing about Jem...but I couldn't do it...even in jest...
bwahahahahaha
Missy Jem wrote:
PHD wrote:
Why didn't you just belt her one? With that ring on your finger you would have knocked her out.
I would probably have killed her with that ring! I was tempted to hit her believe me, I got myself all worked up about it too. Wouldn't that have put me on the same level though?
Good job you didn't. She could easily have you in a fight.
Jeffari-al-Texani wrote: I was gonna say the...but bwahahahahaha
Superb Texas Jeff lines! Just read this- Good luck w/ the skin. Caught early Good chance for sorting back to a clean Bill of Health.
Too many Election 06USA threads these last few days.
Worst experience seeing a dog get hit by Car one night a couple of months ago. Being 1/2 a City block and three cars away. Total disrespect for how the two involved handled it. All worked out okay yet left me shaken, not stirred ;-)
You actually suit being a baldy Jeff - cos that Neil Lennon cut you had was fucking terrible ;)
I'm sure everything will be sorted ya daft bugger - best wishes from The Corby Order
Worst experience for me? Not quite as mad as others.....Rangers equalling our 9 in a row record. They won the first title in that sequence when I was 15, so you can imagine the stick I took in the pub for fucking years!!!!
New Order releasing Jetstream as a single was a very difficult time..and when Stuart "Rippers" Ripley signed for Blackburn,it was heartbreaking....:(
Jeff, best wishes to you. Well if it's cancer, I guess Skin cancer is the best ot have, as it seems that if it's caught early it has the best possibility of not being fatal. Take care.
As for the topic, only one thing comes to mind, but don't want to really talk about it. Lets just say someone is not around because of a decision I made while out in Iraq.
EdelBrock wrote: Jeff, best wishes to you. Well if it's cancer, I guess Skin cancer is the best ot have, as it seems that if it's caught early it has the best possibility of not being fatal. Take care.
As for the topic, only one thing comes to mind, but don't want to really talk about it. Lets just say someone is not around because of a decision I made while out in Iraq.
Lemme guess: you found a magic lantern in a cave outside Baghdad, as you were polishing it a wee wispy ethereal fella emerged and granted you a couple of wishes. Your a big Beatles fan so you wished Mark Chapman had never been born.
I understand why you don't want to talk about it. Fucking Genie.
Getting spiked with Magic Mushrooms in Malaysia then realising that the nightclub I was in was a gay club. Then realising that it was in such a rough area that taxi's wouldn't pick people up there and having to wait until 7 am and get back to my hotel on a bus full of schoolkids still tripping my nuts off.
cheers
Jeff...I'm glad they caught it in time....I hope you live many more years....
....being struck by lightning. i respect it more now.
