This task has been an odd one for me.
Delving into my head to find something that would represent the most selfish and selfless things I've done has upset my Karma. From the other Housemate's posts, I've noticed some common threads involving previous relationships, be it for the selfish or selfless deeds and whilst that's all well and good, searching into the dark, dusty corners of my mind to think about past relationships just isn't something I'm comfortable with. I'm sorry BB, you're just not worth it.
So with that out of the way, on with the task.
Selfless:
Here's the scene....Go back, oh let's say 14 months and there's me living alone in a house that's far too big for me. My then current job is paying less and less, the bills are getting more and more and I'm getting into some serious debt. So much so, I'm even starting to take notice of all the "Are you in debt" adverts on daytime TV. Miraculously, I manage to get a loan. Enough to pay off all of my mounting debts and get my bank balance into the black for the first time in 10 years. The loan gets deposited into my bank account around the same time as one of my best friends splits up with his girlfriend and loses his house. It was a little more complicated than that, but let's keep it simple by saying that she returned home from work one day to announce to him that "She's Leaving Home", thus leaving him with nowhere to live because the place was rented. A little later on, he also loses his job so he's quite literally up that familiar creek, minus the much needed paddle. Enter moi, who not only puts him up in my house for "as long as he needs", rent free. But I also lend him a substantial proportion of my much needed loan money to give him a deposit for a place of his own. Roll forward to the present day and the fucker still hasn't paid me back, but let's not go there.
Selfish:
Here's the scene....I had 3 tickets to see Prince play at Blenheim Palace a while ago. Like rocking horse shit, they were! Long story, but the gig got cancelled and refunds were offered if people couldn't make the new rescheduled dates, which were in London. I had to send off the tickets to an address, along with a special form to get my 3 new tickets valid for the new gig. Something went wrong and I got 3 new tickets....then 3 more. Now, I could have returned them to the address where they got sent from and I'm sure they would have been able to trace the proper owners. But I didn't. Selfish indeed. Not only that, but some friends of mine offered me the face value price for the extra tickets and I blatantly lied to them, saying I'd returned them to the address for the proper owner etc etc. On the day of the gig, I sold those extra tickets to the touts outside the venue. I'm a horrible person, I know. I got 4 times the face value for each ticket though, so go me!
On a side note....I think Little Bugger grassed me up to BB when I confessed my intention to escape for the weekend. Consequently, the tunnel I intended to use got 'plugged' with empty baby oil containers, but all was not lost. Penfold's chainsaw was perfect to cut through the perimeter fence (I'm surprised nobody else has thought of it) and I'm happy to report that this post has been delivered via my girlfriend's keyboard.
*Note to self* - Next time I 'fess up in The Diary Room, always be prepared to offer LB a bribe.
I wouldn't want to watch Prince but if someone cancels a gig and you have to change plans, so what if they send you more tickets. Probably had to fill the places of the people who thought "Cancelled, you bastard. No I will NOT go to the fucking re-arranged date"
Posted by: SpanishGoth | Saturday, 16 June 2007 at 15:26
I think it was more the whole, not telling mates and instead flogging the tickets for a silly amount of money thing.
Posted by: Delboys Daughter | Sunday, 17 June 2007 at 19:29
Twas a v. good thing you did for your mate. Well done. Easily bigger than the bad thing you did.
Posted by: Clare | Monday, 18 June 2007 at 13:03