Saturday, December 15, 2007

Pray For Me - No Really!

Oh no. I'm all sweaty and panicky as I have done something really bad. You really all do need to pray for me and hope that someone else buys the camera that 'he who snores like a bison' is currently selling and has 2 hours to go on that famous auction site starting with an e and ending in b a y. I helped him post it up last week and yesterday he had a had a bidder. I checked it last night and bid a pound knowing full well someone else would have set a higher bid on it. Phew. They had. I checked again just now and bid another pound thinking that I would have been outbid. But NO. I AM THE HIGHEST BIDDER. NOOOOOOO. I only did it to help him get a better price and now it has potentially all back-fired. What is worse is that he doesn't know I have done this.

Ouch, my feet are burning. Hang on - I might just check in case someone has trounced me (please, please) while I am writing this.

Tap. Tap tap-tappity-tap.....

No. Of course - they haven't. It's lunch time and it runs out in two hours and everyone will be Christmas shopping and I will be the winner! Aaaaagghhhh.

Behold, lo the baby angels are praying for me and you all must too. I was only trying to help him get a good price and it will be so awful if it all backfires! That will teach me. Right - I can't take the pressure - I'm off out and when I come back I won't be the winner. Watch this space. (And think positive thoughts in the meantime please.

UPDATE: So I suppose you all want to know what happened don't you? I'll give you a hint.




Blogger Istvanski said...

I'll start praying for you once I've stopped laughing.
I KNEW that this kind of thing went on with eBay, but now I know the "perpetraitors"...grrr - haha!

1:11 pm  
Blogger Geoff said...

This sort of skullduggery goes on at work, too.

It could have been a lot worse than a camera. There's probably people out there who've bought their own houses.

2:31 pm  
Blogger Annie said...

hahaha! You're so naughty. You're like that bloke on the E--y Millionaires programme who got so attached to the antiques & curiousities he was selling that he couldn't bear to let them go after he'd listed them and started to bid for them himself. (He got locked out of his E--y account for this naughtiness.)

4:54 pm  
Blogger sean said...

When you're lookin' for prayers you've had it, I know that for sure- I've tried them, they never work.
In-fact it was through prayer I discovered I am God, yes!
Everytime I preyed, and I prayed, and I prayed, and fuck it, I sussed it out, I realised, I was just talkin' to me-self.
Mum you tried your best; fair play to you.

5:49 pm  
Blogger rockmother said...

Ister - oh go on - laugh away! I had to leave the house because I couldn't bear the tension of waiting - like an X-Factor final!!

Geoff - oh god - can you imagine? How awful.

Annie - I'm not THAT bad. It wasn't my own item - I was only trying to help bisonsnorer get a better price for his camera. Thankfully - it went for double my last bid. You have no idea how relieved I was to find out I was not the lucky winner!

Seanster - I think it was just another form of couldn't-help-it gambling let's-just-try it I-love-the-rush slight love of gambling feeling. Ha! I am so lucky. I am. I limit myself to gambling only twice a year - the Grand National and Cheltenham. I win most years - I always go for Irish trainers - can't go wrong in my book(ie). Anyway, I digress. I wouldn't do it again though - it was too nervewracking. I would much rather play roulette - for hard cash! That would be much more fun.

7:12 pm  
Blogger sean said...

The Grand National - such words - especially after √Čamon de Valera, (the bollix) we knew we were all fucked when he came to power- I bet you never knew he was the first American president we had, and not many are aware of that, and ........ hang on - yes, a pint and a small Jemeson - where was I, the what, ah yes, the National.
I remember as a family we alway put at least a shillin' on to win- the auld pin in the horse list trick, and win we did (never mind the times we lost) I remember a win of a 100 shillings, not a bad turnover back then let me tell you, but I gave it all up; bad for you pocket.(the same again and make it a double will ya)
I better go Mum me head is startin' to spin, must be your mention of roulette or somethin'.
Have a great Sat. night, sure your only startin' over there, when we're two hours ahead.

7:35 pm  
Blogger rockmother said...

Seanster - 100 shillings - woo - exciting. Oh yes - it's all go here sitting in on a Saturday night half-cooking and blogging!

8:48 pm  
Blogger Pod said...

you interfering dogooding busybody!
tee hee
thanks for doggy love
hope you haven't got burnt little tootsies, like my currently slightly singed botty

1:53 am  
Blogger JDA said...

Christmas is coming!


smeg! hehehee

2:05 am  
Blogger rockmother said...

Podster - singed botty - I won't ask or pry! As for doggy love - the pleasure was all mine! ;-O

Jifster -well well well - where the bloody hell have you been? Yes - Christmas - yuck.

2:37 pm  
Blogger JDA said...

Oooo.. been a bit busy you know? life stuff I guess, I am now back at work doing light duties whatever that means?

time time time time....if only I had more.

why can't they increase the hours of the day to 36?......all they would need to do is slow the earth down a bit? hehehe

3:31 pm  
Blogger dh said...

Merry Christmas rockmum....I thought I'd beat the rush. Dickley.

4:47 pm  
Blogger rockmother said...

Jifster - I read an interview with Bruce Forsyth in The Guardian at the weekend and I felt rather dismayed when he said that the last 25 years had gone by in a blur, faster than ever. I'm only 41 (or 39 on Munterspace!) and am suddenly panicking - what am I going to be doing at his age?! Hopefully still playing The Ace of Spades really loudly.

Dickley - Happy Christmas too - bloody hell it is nearly 2008. Where did all the time go?

10:36 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you should have emailed - i'd have bid on it. i'm craaayyyyzzzeeee that way! x

2:31 pm  
Blogger Howesy said...

That's a sticky old game to play RoMo!
Maybe you should have got one of those Virgin Mary money boxes to pray to, you never know...

... or maybe you do.

3:48 pm  
Blogger JDA said...

Hey!! that is sooooo true..

One thing I [do] now is that the older you get the more time flies! this year has just gone ziiiip, hello 2008.

Oh.....and smeg!

5:18 pm  
Blogger JDA said...

and......consider yourself slapped on the wrist for the inflated bidding technique!

naughty romo!!!!

5:21 pm  
Blogger sean said...

Life begins at 40 for goodness sake- that's what they told me. I'll only see the number on a hall door.
One more week to go boys and girls I hope you were all good, if not at least together ((((with all the lumps of coal))) you can burn a big fire and drink mulled wine, and lament.
Ho ho ho, hee he!

5:47 pm  
Blogger rockmother said...

Rivergirie - damn..if only I'd known! Mind you - I'm never doing that again - ghastly.

Howeser - could have done with a Bloody Mary more like! I repent I repent.

Jifster - whiiiiizz bang oh look - it's a whole year over....again...anybody bidding for the Grecian 2000 on ebay? ;-)

Seanster - so true so true - mmmm...mulled wine...yum

12:58 am  
Blogger laurie said...

i'm laughing! that was a close one. now he owes you two pounds. but he doesn't know it....

7:47 pm  

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