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Underground eXperts United
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[ Friday The 17th ] [ By The Chief ]
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For some, it's Friday the 13th. For others, it's some other day.
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You all know what I'm talking about, right? Well, when THAT day
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crawls upon you, you're never prepared. You might prepare for
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years, but when the day comes, it is the day you never suspected.
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My "day" is Friday the 17th. Let me tell you what happened last
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time it was that day (namely January the 17th) to me and a friend
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of mine.
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BACKGROUND
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I'm currently doing my military service in a town far away from
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my hometown, and when going home on vacations, holidays and other
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miscellaneous times, I have to take (in order) a BUS, SUBWAY, TRAIN,
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BOAT and last a CAR to get to my house. This makes for a great story
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right? True. Sad but true. Let's start this special friday then..
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THE BUS
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The bus leaves the base at 17:00. We're finished with the training
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at 16:15. This leaves us with 45 minutes to take a shower, pack, clean,
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eat dinner, and go (read: run) to the bus. No sweat. If you don't
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make mistakes that is. At 16.20 we were off to clean the barrack.
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Quickly, quickly now. The clock on the wall showed 16.35 when we
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were ready for inspection. Amazingly enough, everything looked ok to
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the captain, and as he went out through the doors, I hit the showers.
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At 16.50 I was packed 'n ready to eat dinner, so me and a friend of
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mine, let's call him Eric, went over to the dining-hall. WHAT A QUEUE!
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It went out in the street even! We decided not to have dinner (what
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a surprise eh?), but to wait and eat when we reached Stockholm at
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about 19:15 with the bus. Said and done, we were off to the bus.
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The second not-so-surprising fact was that the bus was full. They had
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just ordered another one that would "be here in about 5 minutes, so
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don't go away, or you'll miss it.". 30 minutes later the bus arrived.
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ARRIVED AT STOCKHOLM 19:50
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As you can see, we were 35 minutes late, so we ran to the nearest
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Pizza Hut (after taking the subway to the train central to send our
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luggage to the boat) and grabbed a Large 'Spicey N Hot' to share.
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During the dinner, a couple sitting next to us started to act strangely
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walking around the restaurant, with luggage, sleeping-bags and stuff
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like that. When they'd finished eating. The woman took the luggage,
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the sleeping-bags and their clothes and went out the door. The man
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just sat there at the table. After about five minutes, he stood up
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and tried to run to the exit. (No, they hadn't paid). A waitress
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caught him, and dragged him back to the table. "Ok, Ok! I'll pay!"
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he said, and when the waitress had gone to get their bill, he ran
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upstairs to the toilets and locked the door. The manager called the
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police, and they arrived (two squad cars and a van) with flashing
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blue lights (which they didn't turn off). After about 30 minutes
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of "talking with the criminal" he came out, and they took him downtown.
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We actually had time for a couple of beers too, before it was time
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for us to go to the train.
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THE TRAIN
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The train were to leave the station at 21:39, so we ran to the right
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track, and jumped on the train five minutes ahead of time. Talk about
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making it! 5 Minutes! That wasn't bad. Suddenly the train started to
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move, 4 minutes before schedule. We just sat back, relaxing and thinking
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that they probably just made up for some delay or something. It wasn't
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until we noticed some strange stations the train stopped at, we started
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to question if we were really on the right train. So, we asked a girl
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sitting behind us. "I don't know if it's the train to the boat. I'm
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only going half-way this line, and this train goes my way. Sorry.".
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We decided that one of us should jump off at the next station and ask
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the driver if it was the RIGHT train. At Huddinge Station I jumped off
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ready to start running to the driver. The doors opened and....
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When I crawled back up on my feet again, blood streamed out from a
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hole in the left leg of my jeans, my hands were covered with blood
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and gravel. Well, I didn't let that stop me, though my friend also
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jumped off the train and helped me. The driver said "No, you took
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the wrong train. You have to go back to the central and take the next
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train to the boat." To check when the next train would leave, we had
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to go to the ticket counter and ask. Of course the old crow behind
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the counter was Finnish, and didn't speak Swedish very well. We tried
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to get through to her for 15 minutes (the queue behind us grew and
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soon started to shout and scream too). Finally, I grabbed her train-
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book and went out to check for myself. That's when my watch died. It
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just didn't work. As if that wasn't all, the last train to the boat
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had left the central-station ten minutes ago and we had missed it.
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BUS THEN?
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We ran (I walked with a straight, bleeding leg, my friend ran) to
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the bus central to see if there were any busses going to the boat.
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"Sorry, you just missed the last one. It left fifteen minutes ago.."
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What about Taxi then?, we asked. "Well, it'll cost you about $175.00
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if you want to get there in time for the boat."
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TAXI
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We ran (once again, I walked) outside to grab the nearest taxi.
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What did you expect? If we didn't make it to the boat, we would be
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stranded, with no weekend to spend with girlfriends and so on..
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Jumped into the nearest taxi, and shouted "TAKE US TO THE BOAT
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AS FAST AS POSSIBLE!". The driver, aged about 25-27 just stepped
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on the gas, and we screeched out into the traffic. As you might know,
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there's a lot of "black" taxis out there. People driving to make
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money, taking "special price just for you" and also criminals who
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drives these cars, just waiting for some unsuspecting victims to
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rob and kill on some nearby, small, dark street. This guy looked
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like one, and we didn't have time to check the car before we jumped
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into it. He really started by saying "So, how much do you want to
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pay for this trip, guys?". I just waited for him to make a turn
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somewhere and pull out a gun, BLAM BLAM, and we're history.
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But, what the hell, we said "We'll pay $90.00". And the driver
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just nodded and didn't say a word. We zzwoshed down small roads
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at a speed of 190km/h (yes, it was a Mercedes) listening to him
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talk about his 'friends'. One of them apparently was in jail. Not
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a Swedish, comfortable one, no no, he was doing time (12 years for
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stealing a safe) in Greece. Then he started to discuss the drug prices
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these days. Boy, was it expensive these days or what?!. Oh yeah, he
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got his drivers licence back last week. The cops had taken it for
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"reckless and drunk driving" three months ago. He went on and on
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and we started to write our wills.
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Amazingly enough we arrived at the harbour 10 minutes before the
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boat would leave, and he charged us $90.00 as well. We didn't believe
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it first, but when the car drove away, we did. Pretty cool guy really.
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<grin>.
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THE BOAT
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When we opened the door to the cabin we'd got, we couldn't but notice
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the two other old dodderers who were also to share the cabin. Ok, I
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cleaned my wounds, and tried to get some sleep. What a joke! One of
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the oldies snored like a couple of elephants and the other moaned and
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groaned in his sleep. All night. I'm surprised the sea was calm though,
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because the last time we went by boat, it was storm. But, we finally
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arrived at 05:45 in the morning.
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THE CAR
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Of course we got the latest model, the fastest, the best equipped car?
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Hahhahaha. Well, a Renault R5, model 1980-ish. I couldn't drive very
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well with my leg in the shape it was, but I made it home at least.
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Well, that's what happened that friday. I won't go into what happened
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when I went to see a couple of doctors (both civilian and military)
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about my leg, and how they differed in judgement (amazing).
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So what can we learn from this story? Hell, I don't know. I'm just
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entertaining those who enjoy having fun at other people's misfortune
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here. If you want to learn, go read a school-book or something.
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