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Eavesdrop by ENØ Bli33ard
June 8th, 2008 1:36 PM
Today I was outside of London for a change - to Silverstone, Great Britain's Grand Prix circuit. Today was nothing enormously special as the Renault Single Seater World Series was the feature race, but it was still a great day's motorsport.
In between races I switched on my iPod with my massive £9.99 headphones from Argos and funked out to Rage Against The Machine, then a bit of Coldplay :P But anyway, back on topic.
When me and my mum went to check out what our seats will be like for the Grand Prix in a month (Ha!, opposite the podium, front row, pit straight!), these two fellows were sitting in our seats that we would be inhabiting in four weeks. So I decided to get some (indirect) revenge.
After successfully listening to some music, I packed away my headphones etc and got my A5 sketchbook out. It wasn't really a sketchbook, though the front cover strongly insisted it was. I had a pen handy, and started to listen in on these two guys' conversation. I presumed that these were either old friends, or brothers. Make your own mind up on this one:
I'll refer to the older one as G1, and the younger as G2 (Guy 2). They were in their 50s, I'd say.
G1: What race is next?
G2: I think the Clios are up next.
G1: Okay, but I want to get a pint first.
G2: Be quick then - actually, I'll come with you.
*leaves*
By this time I was gutted, as this was pretty good eavesdropping potential. They came back AFTER the Clio race, and my mum wanted to leave before the processions had started, but I nagged her to let me stay here. I mentioned SF0 and she said yes (lucky me!). So they were sitting there, in OUR seats. I continued to dictate.
G1: Ah, that's a good pint.
G2: Yep, haven't had a good one in a while.
G1: I tell you what I haven't had in a while.
G2: A good shag?
*Both laugh*
G1: You're right, actually!
G2: You know what, my missus isn't up to it these days, you know. I'm 52 now, she's 45, and she's not what she used to be, I tell you.
G1: Well I've been out on the piss recently trying to pick up some young'uns.
G2: Yeah? Might have to try that.
G1: It's all good, got in with a Thai bird last month.
By this point I was wetting myself in laughter (inside).
G1: Mmm, you'll have to get down Landon soon mate.
G2: When are you next going down there?
G1: Tomorrow, so if you want me to give you a call and I'll pick you up.
G2: Nice one, nice one.
G1: So what's next? Meganés?
This was pure ZOMFG. I've never heard a conversation like it. Just goes to show what you can get if you try hard enough.
In between races I switched on my iPod with my massive £9.99 headphones from Argos and funked out to Rage Against The Machine, then a bit of Coldplay :P But anyway, back on topic.
When me and my mum went to check out what our seats will be like for the Grand Prix in a month (Ha!, opposite the podium, front row, pit straight!), these two fellows were sitting in our seats that we would be inhabiting in four weeks. So I decided to get some (indirect) revenge.
After successfully listening to some music, I packed away my headphones etc and got my A5 sketchbook out. It wasn't really a sketchbook, though the front cover strongly insisted it was. I had a pen handy, and started to listen in on these two guys' conversation. I presumed that these were either old friends, or brothers. Make your own mind up on this one:
I'll refer to the older one as G1, and the younger as G2 (Guy 2). They were in their 50s, I'd say.
G1: What race is next?
G2: I think the Clios are up next.
G1: Okay, but I want to get a pint first.
G2: Be quick then - actually, I'll come with you.
*leaves*
By this time I was gutted, as this was pretty good eavesdropping potential. They came back AFTER the Clio race, and my mum wanted to leave before the processions had started, but I nagged her to let me stay here. I mentioned SF0 and she said yes (lucky me!). So they were sitting there, in OUR seats. I continued to dictate.
G1: Ah, that's a good pint.
G2: Yep, haven't had a good one in a while.
G1: I tell you what I haven't had in a while.
G2: A good shag?
*Both laugh*
G1: You're right, actually!
G2: You know what, my missus isn't up to it these days, you know. I'm 52 now, she's 45, and she's not what she used to be, I tell you.
G1: Well I've been out on the piss recently trying to pick up some young'uns.
G2: Yeah? Might have to try that.
G1: It's all good, got in with a Thai bird last month.
By this point I was wetting myself in laughter (inside).
G1: Mmm, you'll have to get down Landon soon mate.
G2: When are you next going down there?
G1: Tomorrow, so if you want me to give you a call and I'll pick you up.
G2: Nice one, nice one.
G1: So what's next? Meganés?
This was pure ZOMFG. I've never heard a conversation like it. Just goes to show what you can get if you try hard enough.
Podium!
The view that I'll get on 6th July.
Renault F1 2007 car
Demonstration goin' on.
Megané at the end of the day
Those guys were WRONG! Meganés were racing at the end of the day.
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posted by Max Spud on June 13th, 2008 9:35 AM
Epic because you've got pit straight tickets!
oh and good eavesdropping right there..
I'm gonna be sitting in general admission, by the fence, with a beer and my binoculars.
Woo!
Wow, that's...
Just wow.
Nice eavesdropping.