One good turn deserves another.

[Roscoe Conkling]

A fellow leaves his wallet on a London bus.
It's found by a retired New York cop who managed to track down the owner and return it to him.
They get talking.
Turns out the cop has written rather a good book about his time in the NYPD.
The fellow decides to return a good favour.
And asks everyone to retweet it.
In this cynical world of ours it's nice to know honesty and decency still exist.

https://mobile.twitter.com/FraserSte...01083950043136

[pennyone]

Originally Posted by roscoe conkling

a fellow leaves his wallet on a london bus.
It's found by a retired new york cop who managed to track down the owner and return it to him.
They get talking.
Turns out the cop has written rather a good book about his time in the nypd.
The fellow decides to return a good favour.
And asks everyone to retweet it.
In this cynical world of ours it's nice to know honesty and decency still exist.

https://mobile.twitter.com/fraserste...01083950043136

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[Roscoe Conkling]

Originally Posted by pennyone

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[somebodyfromnc]

Originally Posted by Roscoe Conkling

In this cynical world of ours it's nice to know honesty and decency still exist.

It's all over the place, it's just that the media/social media focuses on the negative and you have to go out of your way to look for the good.

They don't report on the 1,000s of airplanes that take off and make it to their destination safely every day, they report on the one that doesn't.

[Roscoe Conkling]

Originally Posted by somebodyfromnc

It's all over the place, it's just that the media/social media focuses on the negative and you have to go out of your way to look for the good.

They don't report on the 1,000s of airplanes that take off and make it to their destination safely every day, they report on the one that doesn't.

It's like Christmas.
50 weeks of the year my wife is an absolute peach.A darling.Can't believe how lucky I am to be married to her.
But between now and early January she turns into a dragon.
Every bloody year.
She starts drinking at times of the day when for the rest of the year if I even suggested I was popping out for a beer at the same time she'd nuke me.
But because she thinks it's Christmas ( It's 9 days away for frikkin' Christ's sake ) all the usual rules have gone out of the window.
This is what gets me - she suddenly starts drinking Baileys.Some godawful Irish drink concocted by an advertising company that's meant to be a mix of fresh cream and Irish whiskey but is actually like I imagine Gollum's snot would taste like.
And I swear I heard the same Christmas song seven times on the radio this morning before I'd even ventured out of the font door.
I hate Christmas with a vengeance.
And tonight I moved into official Christmas Damage Limitation Mode.
It’s the official start of two weeks of hell when my nearest and dearest suddenly drink far more than they can cope with – because it’s Christmas.
And because I drink heavily all year but not enough to to make a tit of myself on a regular basis and now I’m urging restraint on these alcoholic amateurs they’re suddenly Ernest Hemingway admonishing Florence Nightingale.
I’m like the designated driver of getting ordinarily sober people who are hammered back home into their beds.
Everyone,including my nearest and dearest,suddenly start behaving like jackasses simply because it's Christmas and I hate it.
I’m heading into the holiday season equivalent of the Dark Side Of The Moon now and I’ll emerge,Syd Barrett-style,like a zombie on about January the 4th.
I hate bastard Christmas.
Really hate the bastard thing.

[Timmyy]

Originally Posted by Roscoe Conkling

It's like Christmas.
50 weeks of the year my wife is an absolute peach.A darling.Can't believe how lucky I am to be married to her.
But between now and early January she turns into a dragon.
Every bloody year.
She starts drinking at times of the day when for the rest of the year if I even suggested I was popping out for a beer at the same time she'd nuke me.
But because she thinks it's Christmas ( It's 9 days away for frikkin' Christ's sake ) all the usual rules have gone out of the window.
This is what gets me - she suddenly starts drinking Baileys.Some godawful Irish drink concocted by an advertising company that's meant to be a mix of fresh cream and Irish whiskey but is actually like I imagine Gollum's snot would taste like.
And I swear I heard the same Christmas song seven times on the radio this morning before I'd even ventured out of the font door.
I hate Christmas with a vengeance.
And tonight I moved into official Christmas Damage Limitation Mode.
It’s the official start of two weeks of hell when my nearest and dearest suddenly drink far more than they can cope with – because it’s Christmas.
And because I drink heavily all year but not enough to to make a tit of myself on a regular basis and now I’m urging restraint on these alcoholic amateurs they’re suddenly Ernest Hemingway admonishing Florence Nightingale.
I’m like the designated driver of getting ordinarily sober people who are hammered back home into their beds.
Everyone,including my nearest and dearest,suddenly start behaving like jackasses simply because it's Christmas and I hate it.
I’m heading into the holiday season equivalent of the Dark Side Of The Moon now and I’ll emerge,Syd Barrett-style,like a zombie on about January the 4th.
I hate bastard Christmas.
Really hate the bastard thing.

I quit drinking a while ago. After I quit I realized Christmas was the reason I drank in the first place. I agree with you about this time of year.

[Javacoffee]

Originally Posted by Timmyy

I quit drinking a while ago. After I quit I realized Christmas was the reason I drank in the first place. I agree with you about this time of year.

I'm a Christian. I also hate this time of year. How sad is that?! It's got everything to do with people's bad behavior. Thanksgiving is only a prelude to the drunkenness that lasts until January.
Every year I dread it more.

[D. Scott]

Originally Posted by Timmyy

I quit drinking a while ago. After I quit I realized Christmas was the reason I drank in the first place. I agree with you about this time of year.

I agree too. Thinking of lost family, fighting with the ones you still have, crowds, the non stop assault of awful Xmas music (I worked in retail, withstood a Micheal Bolton Xmas marathon for a month) and having to spend all that cash on gifts would drive anyone to seek an escape. I always thought one should never be blamed for seeking comfort in things like booze and the like. We know it's not the best way, but it is natural and human to seek solace like this. Plus, it's dark and cold in lot of parts this year. Can be a real grind.

[Gatopescado]

I thought 'No good deed goes unpunished'.

[charlygal]

Originally Posted by somebodyfromnc

It's all over the place, it's just that the media/social media focuses on the negative and you have to go out of your way to look for the good.

They don't report on the 1,000s of airplanes that take off and make it to their destination safely every day, they report on the one that doesn't.

There is the assumption of normalcy. It's normal that planes land safely. The plane crashing is what makes it newsworthy.

There is no plot to only report negative stuff. A determination is made as to what is newsworthy.