Went to the recycling centre today. They have huge metal bins for you to put clothes in for recycling. There's a chute door high up and you reach up and pull down. It's pretty stiff and you need to really pull down on the handle with two hands to get it open and stuff the clothes in.

I have done this on many occasions in the past. As a short person, I jump up to catch the handle, then use my weight to bring it down. Not done it for a couple of months though. Today, l jumped, grabbed the handle and pulled, And pulled. But i just ended up hanging there. Eventually, i jumped, grabbed and it came down. Then went straight back up at speed with me hanging on for grim death...

It actually went beyond where it usually sits, so I was literally left swinging in the wind.The man who came to help me down could barely keep a straight face. He then opened the chute and I threw my stuff in. His suggestion as he walked away? "You need to put on a bit of weight before a wee thing like you tries that again..." I could have kissed him :-)))) It's the things you could never have dreamed of happening that make being sleeved a joy every day.

What a great story!

Oh my God that is so hilarious!! What a fantastic feeling that must have been!! Good for you!!

THAT IS AN AWESOME STORY!!!

I love it!

Went to the recycling centre today. They have huge metal bins for you to put clothes in for recycling. There's a chute door high up and you reach up and pull down. It's pretty stiff and you need to really pull down on the handle with two hands to get it open and stuff the clothes in. I have done this on many occasions in the past. As a short person' date=' I jump up to catch the handle, then use my weight to bring it down. Not done it for a couple of months though. Today, l jumped, grabbed the handle and pulled, And pulled. But i just ended up hanging there. Eventually, i jumped, grabbed and it came down. Then went straight back up at speed with me hanging on for grim death... It actually went beyond where it usually sits, so I was literally left swinging in the wind.The man who came to help me down could barely keep a straight face. He then opened the chute and I threw my stuff in. His suggestion as he walked away? "You need to put on a bit of weight before a wee thing like you tries that again..." I could have kissed him :-)))) It's the things you could never have dreamed of happening that make being sleeved a joy every day.[/quote']

Aaaahahahahahahaha!! That just cracked me up. So cute!

I love this post! I am cracking up picturing you hanging there, lol! Good for you...congratulations!

I am laughing now, was more embarrassed at the time. Didn't realise how much I used my weight for ballast!!!

Oh how wonderful to be referred to as a "Wee little thing." This helpful man would have probably walked on by 67 pounds ago, but just couldn't resist a petite little damsel in distress. I love this!

Ok I'm so laughing out loud! That's freaking great!

I have to admit this is pretty funny! I would imagine this is going to be one of your top memories in this life journey!

lol..awesome......

Love it!

First of all I'm glad you are okay but that is awesome!!

SassyTink, you are right, don't remember the last time anyone looked at me like that!!!! I looked too big and solid for anyone to worry about me doing myself a mischief, lol.

Beach Lover, this is right up there at the top of my memories of this incredible journey in the last six months. Alongside wearing my first dress since 1990, having my first date in 33 years and my 22 year old son's comment (not having seen me for a month) "omg, mum, you've got legs and I really mean LEGS!".

Love my sleeve !!!!

This is so sweet/cute! I love it!!

Cute! Thanks for sharing!