Mashed in charge of a credit card

Once spent fortunes in a sh*t hole in London - The Windmill. Went in with a m8 having read a review in a lads mag. Had to pay a girl £80 per hour to sit with us at a table otherwise was standing room only. Champers was £150 per bottle, private dances were stupid money. At the time being slightly under the influence it seemed like a good bit of fun. After a couple of hours of not even being able to touch the gorgeous girl sat at the table, I thought it was time to go. The final bill was horrendous with lots of added charges for silly stuff like 'at table service', 'premium table'. I had to actually speak with someone at the credit card centre to assure them it was a legit transaction with a heavy either side of me :oops:

Just seeing the place when in London makes my cheeks burn, what a toby:spank:

Think they must have "seen you coming" mate ! You got off quite lightly all in all - make sure you steer clear of Stringers and SR :lol: London is the absolute WORST anywhere !! Calls to the bank with heavies either side v. funny - have one on that but not going to share details here ... suffice to say a very long time ago and would have been nice to have had a few clothes on at the time :oops::oops::oops:. Even I learned my lesson after that !

Best tip I can give is don't be shy, go straight up to the bar and ask the price of everything right from the start. You get treated much better after that too !!! :)
 
Could be age, could be my inherent miserly tendencies, but I've never had a major episode with my debit or credit cards no matter how wasted I've been.

I still think it's the best way to travel. Never carry more cash than I need to (although I do tend to pay cash in nightclubs)

No text messages are another matter entirely....
 
I was flattered John, so no worries. I had the good grace to delete the photo attachment too, so no-one will ever know!
That's ok... feel free to tell everyone about the immense size of my package. Especially the ladies.
 
Could be age, could be my inherent miserly tendencies, but I've never had a major episode with my debit or credit cards no matter how wasted I've been.

I still think it's the best way to travel. Never carry more cash than I need to (although I do tend to pay cash in nightclubs)

No text messages are another matter entirely....

Well impressed, Morbyd - must be down to inherent tendencies indeed especially if you're managing to handle all Москва's temptations without having a 'moment or two' ... ?

Must be said that mobile phones and laptops are equally dangerous in their own ways :lol: ..
 
Well impressed, Morbyd - must be down to inherent tendencies indeed especially if you're managing to handle all Москва's temptations without having a 'moment or two' ... ?

Must be said that mobile phones and laptops are equally dangerous in their own ways :lol: ..
Coming home in the morning... that half hour or so when you're kicking back with a cigarette or two and something non-alcoholic to try to dilute what's left in your stomach so tomorrow won't hurt. That's the dangerous time... when your laptop calls to you.

They should have breathalyzers on them...
 
Coming home in the morning... that half hour or so when you're kicking back with a cigarette or two and something non-alcoholic to try to dilute what's left in your stomach so tomorrow won't hurt. That's the dangerous time... when your laptop calls to you.

They should have breathalyzers on them...

I've banned myself from getting an i-phone and haven't allowed my internet function on the mobile to be connected for similar reasons ...

There's the whole 'back-up-source' on Paypal thing too which can be very dodgy indeed at such hours .. I bought WHAT on e-bay ????!!!!
 
There must be more corkers out there ?!!

OK – here's a personal one from my own 'yesteryear' of hard lessons in life ….

After getting very mashed at a house party over a couple of days, woke up on board a flight in First Class :eek: and didn't have a clue where it was going or how I got there :confused: (things were different then – more tolerant than now !!). Had to ask the cabin crew where we were headed for ….

Turned out it was a flight from London to New York (?!!!) in March (@#&*#)..:eek: :eek: .. found out later I had apparently rung up and paid for it over the phone with a credit card and insisted the party host explain to the “free” limo driver how to get there to pick me up.. had no idea whereabouts the party I was at actually was…. :oops:

I'd also apparently insisted on a smoking seat (those were the days eh ?!) and thrown a Naomi Campbell tantrum on the phone :x when I was told they were all already allocated.. had agreed to travel only on the strict proviso that they found me somewhere to smoke … :rolleyes:

On arriving at the other end I had nothing with me except my passport and wallet, and was wearing a rather large (female) friend's leather jacket :eek: which was 3 sizes too big for me :lol:

.. nothing for it but to stay awhile and "sort my life out" before coming home and facing the music :p ;) :twisted:..
 
OK – here's a personal one from my own 'yesteryear' of hard lessons in life ….

After getting very mashed at a house party over a couple of days, woke up on board a flight in First Class :eek: and didn't have a clue where it was going or how I got there :confused: (things were different then – more tolerant than now !!). Had to ask the cabin crew where we were headed for ….

Turned out it was a flight from London to New York (?!!!) in March (@#&*#)..:eek: :eek: .. found out later I had apparently rung up and paid for it over the phone with a credit card and insisted the party host explain to the “free” limo driver how to get there to pick me up.. had no idea whereabouts the party I was at actually was…. :oops:

I'd also apparently insisted on a smoking seat (those were the days eh ?!) and thrown a Naomi Campbell tantrum on the phone :x when I was told they were all already allocated.. had agreed to travel only on the strict proviso that they found me somewhere to smoke … :rolleyes:

On arriving at the other end I had nothing with me except my passport and wallet, and was wearing a rather large (female) friend's leather jacket :eek: which was 3 sizes too big for me :lol:

.. nothing for it but to stay awhile and "sort my life out" before coming home and facing the music :p ;) :twisted:..

Fair play, that's a pretty impressive blowout:lol::lol::lol::lol:
 
I did 2 weeks in Ibiza spanking my card and thinking i "would worry about it when i got home" I didn't keep any reciepts, barely remember withdrawing most of the money and when i ran out of cash i just used my card for rounds. I was mashed and pissed almost non stop for the whole time and in the days of carry ons you could pretty much go for 3 days with only a couple of hours sleep on a sunlounger somewhere. The credit card bill was over 5 grand and that was when you could almost get 2 Euros to the pound :eek:
 
OK – here's a personal one from my own 'yesteryear' of hard lessons in life ….

After getting very mashed at a house party over a couple of days, woke up on board a flight in First Class :eek: and didn't have a clue where it was going or how I got there :confused: (things were different then – more tolerant than now !!). Had to ask the cabin crew where we were headed for ….

Turned out it was a flight from London to New York (?!!!) in March (@#&*#)..:eek: :eek: .. found out later I had apparently rung up and paid for it over the phone with a credit card and insisted the party host explain to the “free” limo driver how to get there to pick me up.. had no idea whereabouts the party I was at actually was…. :oops:

I'd also apparently insisted on a smoking seat (those were the days eh ?!) and thrown a Naomi Campbell tantrum on the phone :x when I was told they were all already allocated.. had agreed to travel only on the strict proviso that they found me somewhere to smoke … :rolleyes:

On arriving at the other end I had nothing with me except my passport and wallet, and was wearing a rather large (female) friend's leather jacket :eek: which was 3 sizes too big for me :lol:

.. nothing for it but to stay awhile and "sort my life out" before coming home and facing the music :p ;) :twisted:..

I laughed so hard reading this I might need to change my username to Tena Lady. Is this actually true???
 
I remember paying off my student credit card then immediately wasting the £500 I'd just paid off whilst on my mates 2day stag do. Nowt crazy just a bloody stupid thing to do.
 
I laughed so hard reading this I might need to change my username to Tena Lady. Is this actually true???

Damned straight !! It got a hell of a lot worse before it got better too after I found out in NY you had to be 21 to get a drink !
 
Keep going! :D

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Keep going! :D

After a McEnroe moment at the airport cocktail bar, and being told the nearest place I'd get served was Canada, I took the throw-away literally and bought a round-trip ticket to Montreal to get my whistle wet.. arrived with no hotel room and went straight to Le Chateau du Sexe (Rue St Catherine-Ouest I think) thinking I'd spend the night there instead. Things didn't go quite according to plan ..
 
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