Discussion in 'CycleChat Cafe' started by Chris S, 12 Mar 2019.
Mirror image of my life.
Are you seriously equating men being ridiculed at work alongside sexual assault? There is no balance in that. The fact you can even put them in the same sentence shows how little we've come in some cases.
Thank you for saying that .
So that i didn't have to
Honestly, I despair of this forum sometimes.
You have quite clearly never worked in a factory full of women, who by the way are also quite capable of sexual assault.
That is a fair point but to equate ridicule with sexual assault is entirely wrong.
Embassy filter, were 3 before name changed.. Was my fag of choice.. Perfect fag and just the right amount of tobacco to make a perfect spliff.. I was probably 10-15 a day, and smoked the rest as normal.. No wonder i have a odd view of things
You have interpreted my post wrongly, perhaps I should have said in a factory full of women young lads had to put up with groping and flashing of breasts etc. who mentioned ridicule ?
I too sometimes despair of this forum.
Online banking makes life easier - sometimes ...
But I do miss sending the postal paper vat return to
"The VAT Controller"
( first line of address)
Who says tax officials have no sense of humour?
Are you sure? When we started going to the pub in '76 aged 16 we could get 3 pints of Whitbread & 3 packets of Walkers & get change out of £1. Couldn't go on the best room as it was just over £1.
Afnug is actually right.
I was fortunate in not working in a factory that had a shop floor department staffed entirely by women until I was older. But when I did none but the bravest apprentices would venture in there, they would immediately be surrounded, debagged and have their manhood fondled and inspected to see "What they had" whilst often having their faces buried in the chest of some amply proportioned woman. The women were nearly all married and in their thirties and upwards and were every bit as bad as their male counterparts. A few people with a rather cruel sense of humour used to find an excuse to send the young lads into the lions den on some pretext or other.
Factory floor work was not for the faint hearted back then, and no use complaining to the foreman who knew what was going on and was often part of it.
Could be wrong.i remember going to the pub with my brother,I said I’ll have a plant of Red Barrel., o you won’t said big brother I’m not paying 50p for that stuff you will have ordinary bitter,.Tight sod.
I seem to remember Red Barrel being 1s 10d a pint prior to decimalisation, 50p or 10s seems high, must have been London prices.
No one's mentioned Punk Rock yet. I loved some of the music, but it wasn't my parents cup of tea.
Do we have any ex' punks on here who'd like to share a story? Is anyone still dressing as a punk?
I trended more towards the Mod side of things, although I never had a scooter, or a parka, so that probably doesn't make me a Mod at all
I know first hand of working in a factory when a young guy was leaning over a machine when an older woman put her hands between his legs and grabbed his b*****ks.
I believe abuse of females was more prevelant but young male abuse really did happen.
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