(This was the most appropriate picture I could find. She's hot and face palming. Nice.)

I never intended my blog to be a diary or anything. I just wanted it to be a random collection of stupid shit really, but something happened to me today that I just needed to share. I''m not proud...but it's funny looking back.

I work for a chinese takeaway called wok2go. The food is really good, healthy, no MSG, whatever. I'm the delivery driver. Don't order from there, because i'm lazy and can't be bothered delivering to you. Ok, brief back story over.

I was working tonight. I was bored out of my mind, like so bored I started to make strange noises to slightly entertain myself. You all know exactly what I mean.

So finally I get to do a delivery. It's like 5 miles away so I put on some music, as you do. I have a Guitar Hero folder on the MP3 DVD player in my car. It's the OST to every game so it's pretty cool. I stuck that on random and, well, rocked out ^_^

More Than A Feeling came on, awesome, then One, which I wasn't in the mood for after Boston, so I skipped. Then, from nowhere, Welcome to the Jungle. Love it. Cranked it up. I was enjoying it so much I actually kept to the speed limit.

I got to my destination, got out, took the food out the bag and walked to the door singing "Shanananananananaknees, knees" in my head, and then knocked on the door.

Unbelievably, the guy who answered the door had a Guns N Roses t-shirt on. I just smiled ear to ear. Just what I wanted to see at that exact moment. He leaned against the door with his right shoulder and took the food with his other arm. As he took it I said:
"Nice t-shirt man."
"Thanks" he replied, "had it years."
Feeling a conversation start to form I continued.
"Cool man, you played Guitar Hero"
He looked me dead in the eye with an expressionless face, and moved his body away from the door.

He had a stump. Complete amputation from the right elbow down.

*Face Palm*

"Shit, sorry dude." I just stammered.

"Don't worry about it." he said, just before he shut the door in my face.

Oh well, it cured my boredom for the next 20 minutes while I practiced air guitaring with a chicken wing.

True story.

I suppose he could try this with lefty flip.