Do you ever laugh when you shouldn't?

[skinnydipper]

A couple of weeks ago I cracked my head quite hard on an oak beam. I was in some pain.My wife laughed. A lot. In fact she almost wet herself. However, I can hardly complain as I too laugh at other people's misfortune e.g someone on Deal Or No Deal who's turned down thousands only to walk away with pennies.

A few months ago I played golf with someone I know through work -he's a nice bloke and sends some lucrative business my way. He started playing Golf about 3 years ago and he's really enthusiastic. Front 9 he struggled, I was sympathetic and gave him some encouragement.Back 9 he got even worse. I could feel the giggles coming on and by the 12th I couldn't stop laughing whenever he hit a bad shot,which became more frequent the more I laughed. I did apologise for my behaviour but he was quite distraught saying that he'd never experienced anything like it as all the people he played with were very encouraging. Trouble is, when I play with my mates we laugh at each others bad shots.

There are worse things that I've laughed at which thankfully I can't remember now

It would make me feel mildly better to think that I'm not alone in possessing this trait

[BigGibbo]

I always laugh when I shouldn't to quote the Barenaked Ladies "Im the kinda guy that laughs at a funeral".

[skinnydipper]

I always laugh when I shouldn't to quote the Barenaked Ladies "Im the kinda guy that laughs at a funeral".

Haven't quite scaled those heights yet

[BigGibbo]

Was that meant to say something?

[Zingari]

A couple of weeks ago I cracked my head quite hard on an oak beam. I was in some pain.My wife laughed. A lot. In fact she almost wet herself. However, I can hardly complain as I too laugh at other people's misfortune e.g someone on Deal Or No Deal who's turned down thousands only to walk away with pennies.

A few months ago I played golf with someone I know through work -he's a nice bloke and sends some lucrative business my way. He started playing Golf about 3 years ago and he's really enthusiastic. Front 9 he struggled, I was sympathetic and gave him some encouragement.Back 9 he got even worse. I could feel the giggles coming on and by the 12th I couldn't stop laughing whenever he hit a bad shot,which became more frequent the more I laughed. I did apologise for my behaviour but he was quite distraught saying that he'd never experienced anything like it as all the people he played with were very encouraging. Trouble is, when I play with my mates we laugh at each others bad shots.

There are worse things that I've laughed at which thankfully I can't remember now

It would make me feel mildly better to think that I'm not alone in possessing this trait

:crylaugh: you won't be getting any more lucrative business from him anymore and you may end up bankrupt and destitute on the streets :crylaugh:

is that what you mean?

if so i think the germans invented a word for it ; "schadenfreude"

[BigGibbo]

:crylaugh: you won't be getting any more lucrative business from him anymore and you may end up bankrupt and destitute on the streets :crylaugh:

is that what you mean?

if so i think the germans invented a word for it ; "schadenfreude"

Ah yes Schadenfreude Pleasure derived from the misfortunes of others I deal in that.

[BigGibbo]

Haven't quite scaled those heights yet

I remember a recent-ish example actually my mates family had a pet budgie (I hate birds) & one day I went round & they were all upset because as they put it the budgie "had passed". I then asked them how it happened & apparently it flew into the mirror thinking it was a window & bust its neck needless to say I was in tears of laughter immediately much to the displeasure of my mates parents.

[skinnydipper]

:crylaugh: you won't be getting any more lucrative business from him anymore and you may end up bankrupt and destitute on the streets :crylaugh:

is that what you mean?

if so i think the germans invented a word for it ; "schadenfreude"

Funnily enough he sent me a text about a month ago asking for a game but I haven't replied yet as

I'm not sure that our business relationship or my sides could take it

[skinnydipper]

I remember a recent-ish example actually my mates family had a pet budgie (I hate birds) & one day I went round & they were all upset because as they put it the budgie "had passed". I then asked them how it happened & apparently it flew into the mirror thinking it was a window & bust its neck needless to say I was in tears of laughter immediately much to the displeasure of my mates parents.

Class. Roll around the carpet stuff

[Finchy]

I always laugh when I shouldn't to quote the Barenaked Ladies "Im the kinda guy that laughs at a funeral".

Me too , I just seem to laugh when a room is silent and when i know i shouldn't laugh. It's really not good.

[MikeyT]

I remember a recent-ish example actually my mates family had a pet budgie (I hate birds) & one day I went round & they were all upset because as they put it the budgie "had passed". I then asked them how it happened & apparently it flew into the mirror thinking it was a window & bust its neck needless to say I was in tears of laughter immediately much to the displeasure of my mates parents.

[Bert]

A couple of weeks ago I cracked my head quite hard on an oak beam. I was in some pain.My wife laughed. A lot. In fact she almost wet herself. However, I can hardly complain as I too laugh at other people's misfortune e.g someone on Deal Or No Deal who's turned down thousands only to walk away with pennies.

A few months ago I played golf with someone I know through work -he's a nice bloke and sends some lucrative business my way. He started playing Golf about 3 years ago and he's really enthusiastic. Front 9 he struggled, I was sympathetic and gave him some encouragement.Back 9 he got even worse. I could feel the giggles coming on and by the 12th I couldn't stop laughing whenever he hit a bad shot,which became more frequent the more I laughed. I did apologise for my behaviour but he was quite distraught saying that he'd never experienced anything like it as all the people he played with were very encouraging. Trouble is, when I play with my mates we laugh at each others bad shots.

There are worse things that I've laughed at which thankfully I can't remember now

It would make me feel mildly better to think that I'm not alone in possessing this trait

That's their own fault for being greedy though.

I'm sure everyone laughs "when they shouldn't" though.

[Unabomber]

Worst for me was recently on the train back to Leicester, me a friend and my brother had to stand in the space inbetween carriages along with a nice looking girl, a girl who clearly thought she was nice looking but wasn't and a fully grown woman maybe 40 who was dressed in baggy jeans etc and had a skateboard. Cue mass rocking of the carriage and everyone was trying not to fall. Anyway it was really quiet in there and it was almost as if everyone didn't dare speak.Then after one a big train shake i fell over and hit the skateboard on one of its ends which promtly forced it up into the air and slammed onto the girl who thought she was fit's legs/feet.Cue unforgiveable laughter from everyone minus the girl in question and the skateboarder all the way to Leicester.

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[Thracian]

A couple of weeks ago I cracked my head quite hard on an oak beam. I was in some pain.My wife laughed. A lot. In fact she almost wet herself. However, I can hardly complain as I too laugh at other people's misfortune e.g someone on Deal Or No Deal who's turned down thousands only to walk away with pennies.

A few months ago I played golf with someone I know through work -he's a nice bloke and sends some lucrative business my way. He started playing Golf about 3 years ago and he's really enthusiastic. Front 9 he struggled, I was sympathetic and gave him some encouragement.Back 9 he got even worse. I could feel the giggles coming on and by the 12th I couldn't stop laughing whenever he hit a bad shot,which became more frequent the more I laughed. I did apologise for my behaviour but he was quite distraught saying that he'd never experienced anything like it as all the people he played with were very encouraging. Trouble is, when I play with my mates we laugh at each others bad shots.

There are worse things that I've laughed at which thankfully I can't remember now

It would make me feel mildly better to think that I'm not alone in possessing this trait

:D

The golf course is one of the worst places for inappropriate laughing.

On one occasion I was joined by a school headmaster for the back nine at Ansty and by the time we were heading for the 11th tee he'd noticed my singularly functional boot sale bag of mismatched golf clubs.

"I hope you won't mind me mentioning it," he said, "but you clearly enjoy your golf and I can't see you'll ever get anywhere without investing in some decent equipment."

As we waited by the tee he showed me his own glittering set which he'd "virtually stolen" in a sale cos they'd been reduced from "£1,200 to just over £700." They did look impressive. Immaculate in fact. Like soldiers on parade.

The 11th tee at Ansty is set back from a little stream and behind, out of sight and mind, was, at the time, an expanse of heavy rough.

My friend had the longest shot preparation of anyone I'd ever met. Out came the driver, off with the club cover, a thorough polish with a duster, several preparatory swings on the tee itself and whack.

The trouble with this particular whack was that he topped it and it hurtled virtually along the ground. Not into the stream 15 yards ahead cos it didn't get that far.

Instead it cannoned into the metal surround of the raised winter tee just a few yards forward and rebounded fiercely back past his left ear and disappeared into the previously mentioned rough.

Nothing especially remarkable about that but somehow, after the same painstaking preparation, he swung again and did exactly the same except the ball this time fizzed back past his right ear with the same "lost for ever" result in the rough.

Fifth shot to come and he hadn't moved an inch!

I just doubled up and, as I took my trusty but much battered three-wood in hand couldn't resist pointing to his bag and saying with a grin: "If that's what £700 gets you I think I'll stick thanks."

[skinnydipper]

:D

The golf course is one of the worst places for inappropriate laughing.

On one occasion I was joined by a school headmaster for the back nine at Ansty and by the time we were heading for the 11th tee he'd noticed my singularly functional boot sale bag of mismatched golf clubs.

"I hope you won't mind me mentioning it," he said, "but you clearly enjoy your golf and I can't see you'll ever get anywhere without investing in some decent equipment."

As we waited by the tee he showed me his own glittering set which he'd "virtually stolen" in a sale cos they'd been reduced from "£1,200 to just over £700." They did look impressive. Immaculate in fact. Like soldiers on parade.

The 11th tee at Ansty is set back from a little stream and behind, out of sight and mind, was, at the time, an expanse of heavy rough.

My friend had the longest shot preparation of anyone I'd ever met. Out came the driver, off with the club cover, a thorough polish with a duster, several preparatory swings on the tee itself and whack.

The trouble with this particular whack was that he topped it and it hurtled virtually along the ground. Not into the stream 15 yards ahead cos it didn't get that far.

Instead it cannoned into the metal surround of the raised winter tee just a few yards forward and rebounded fiercely back past his left ear and disappeared into the previously mentioned rough.

Nothing especially remarkable about that but somehow, after the same painstaking preparation, he swung again and did exactly the same except the ball this time fizzed back past his right ear with the same "lost for ever" result in the rough.

Fifth shot to come and he hadn't moved an inch!

I just doubled up and, as I took my trusty but much battered three-wood in hand couldn't resist pointing to his bag and saying with a grin: "If that's what £700 gets you I think I'll stick thanks."

It's always nice to stick one over the gear junkies although I've been on the receiving end myself when I got my arse kicked by someone using a £12 Donnay driver. I hope your opponent was able to excuse your glee

[danny.]

I've always found equipment helps a bit in sport, but not really that much. i.e. a crap player with a £300 squash racket doesn't stand a chance against a better player with a £7 jobbie from sports soccer world

[skinnydipper]

I've always found equipment helps a bit in sport, but not really that much. i.e. a crap player with a £300 squash racket doesn't stand a chance against a better player with a £7 jobbie from sports soccer world

No doubt that's right for players of different abilities. Saw an exhibition game on Sky with some top pros playing skins . On a long par 3 they had to use a hickory shafted club. All but one hit the green and Garcia nearly holed his tee shot. Equipment can make a difference for players of similar ability though. A club or racquet with a bigger sweet spot gives a greater margin of error and may increase confidence. In any event there's enough people willing to pay the higher prices to keep the shareholders of Nike, Adidas, Callaway etc happy

[Nod.E]

Leicester Train Station, Platform 4, waiting room.

I was standing against the wall, facing my mates sitting down chatting.

I had finished my bottle of 'Oasis' and for some reason I chucked it at one of my mates.

It ended up on the seat in between two of them.

anyway, we chatted away and I had completely forgot about the bottle.

If you've ever been in that waiting room, you will know that there are seats directly behind the ones my mates were in, so there were people sitting inches behind them.

So anyway, out of nowhere they started fighting over the bottle (no idea why)

What happened was just how it would happen in a sketch!

The bottle just set up in the air, hard side down, and pinged off of an old mans bald head with the loudest clonk you ever did hear. There was a second of silence, and just as he turned around and gave a dis-approving look, I broke into histerical laughter. Tears were literally pouring down my face