- Your best ever barter
There was a club night on in Birmingham and a few of us were going down from Sheffield on a coach organised by the club promoter.
Got to the pick up point and there were 5 people for a 55 seater coach. Coach driver plumb refused to take us.
I got on the phone to the promoter (who I didn’t know at all – just happened one of the DJ’s who was due to play was with us) and managed to convince him (mainly because said DJ was with us and he somewhat needed him there) to a) pay for a taxi from Sheffield to Birmingham, b) let us all in for free and c) give us £90 toward our taxi fare back to Sheffield afterward.
Danny BPosted 4 years ago
Managed to negotiate nearly £80 off the asking price of a gas analyser in Crack Converters. Got it for £150. I needed to test the amount of CO in my guffs. Turns out there isn’t any. Nearly all methane and some added flavours. So, sold it on fleabay for £250.Posted 4 years ago
I was pleased with myself that day.alpine girlMember
On the taxi driver theme… once I lost my wallet on a night out and managed to get taken home for free in exchange for the cake I’d baked that day.
Best barter (in my mind) was on a recent expedition – where I was constantly hungry – I would take other leaders cups of tea to their tents in the mornings and get their chocolate bars.Posted 4 years agojivehoneyjiveMember
I have a few good uns, but one that really stands out is not exactly a standard barter…
I worked for an events company in Sydney for the big day out (a festival), setting up the fencing and suchlike… was good craic, but they then decided they didn’t need us any more in the middle of the night (the festival was in the Olympic park some way out of town) so the owners wife counted 20 of us to be taken to the site office for our details to be taken and our pay cut according to the hours we had not worked… I was at the back of the queue and snuck off into the shadows, finding the empty backstage lounge and mucking around in there for a bit.
A few weeks later, there was another festival, so I went to the backstage entrance and said I was there for the lighting… the security went and checked and said my shift wasn’t due for another hour~ in the meantime, I had clocked the wristbands everyone was wearing to get in, which were purple.
I then went to a craft shop in town and bought some card of a similar shade and some labels and with some scissors and a small amount of cunning and artistry, doctored some homemade wristbands, with some pretty basic scribbling to mimic the writing on the band I had left over from the previous festival, then phoned up a few mates.
We went in through the main entrance and no-one blinked an eye.
I’m having a proper giggle writing this, because I’d forgotten all about it and it was pretty frickin satisfying 😆Posted 4 years agorichmtbSubscriber
Many years ago I worked in a hi-fi shop.
One day the receivers turned up to close the shop as the owner had neglected to pay any suppliers for quite some time.
As we were being told to leave I asked what about the amp I was going to buy and pointed to a top end Yamaha home cinema amp worth about £1300.
Receiver asked me how much it was and quick as a flash I said £150.Posted 4 years ago
Paid them £150 got a had written receipt and left the shop with the amp under my arm (well both arms it was bloody heavy!)BigButSlimmerBlokeMember
I spent a few days in luxor, and every day traveled from the hotel on the west bank to the temples on the east bank. Every day I went to the ferry and assked how much.
that’s a bit much how about £1?
And every day we settled for £2-£3
Until the last day, when I noticed there was a price list. Tourist price? .75c – awesome bartering ability by mePosted 4 years agothisisnotaspoonMember
Similar to some above.
A tray of Danish pastries for a taxi ride home.
£50 to DJ for 3 hours (I can’t mix).
Run an event in return for a bar tab (£1200 bar tab racked up in 3 days, it’s quite stressfull manageing 2000 people at 3am whilst battered).
I think there was still an outstanding bill for about £2k with Teralek, can’t remember how we got out of that one.Posted 4 years agoclubberMember
Not me but when I lived in Nigeria, a friend of mine’s Dad got stopped by the police for ‘speeding’ – this translates as ‘we want some cash’.
He wasn’t speeding so refused to pay. They threatened to take him to the police station. He insisted, so did they. Eventually, he offered to drive them round to his house and give them a beer which they accepted. I was there when my mate’s Dad and three traffic police walked in and proceeded to have beers at his bar, all very civilized.Posted 4 years agoEuroMember
My heroes for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
But my best was probably swapping a shagged out CBR600 Sport for a much newer and more expensive 600F. I told the shop i wouldn’t tell the police of their highly dubious activities if they did a straight swap. They agreed 😀Posted 4 years ago
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