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Unfortunately no. The drink story was the true story. I love that now most fast food places let you get your own drinks so I can inspect everything first. I have never had a glass of iced tea since. So see if you can catch me in a lie with this one:
First story:
When my daughter was less than a year old I bought her a toy. I have no idea what it's called but a portion had three or four colorful keys like a piano and a the other part had a half circle see through portion that had small colorful plastic balls in it. When you pressed a key it would play a note and the little balls inside the plastic half circle would jump around. After showing this to my daughter and her showing no interest I decided to feed her some lunch. After a short time had past, I noticed my cat slowly make his way to the toy. He sniffed at it. Walked around it and then sat in front of it and pressed a key. The little balls jumped this way and that and he rose to his feet and took a step back. Once the balls had stopped he proceeded to press another key. they jumped around again. Apparently satisfied with what he found, he walked away and never so much as looked at the toy again.
Second Story:
One bright sunny morning I was out in my backyard doing a little gardening. My dog, Jasmine, was outside with me and as I watered the plants she attempted to drink from the hose and tried to get herself as wet as she could because she loves water. We both ended up a little wet. I finally decided to pull some weeds in a flower bed that butted up to my fence. She also loved this and tended to attack every weed I pulled, grabbing it in her teeth and shaking her head from side to side. As I went to reach for a weed which was located next to my plumeria, however, she growled at me. I told her we'd could play more later and as I attempted to reach for the menacing weed she nipped at my hand keeping me from reaching. That's when I saw it. A small grayish brown type of snake with an almost leopard like pattern etched on its body was laying very still a little over from the weed I was about to pull. It's little forked tongue snaking out to taste the air. It was a pigmy rattlesnake and if not for my dog I'd have been bit. As I kneeled frozen wondering if attempting to get up would cause the snake to want to strike, my dog started barking at the snake and it slithered away.
So which is the real story and which is the lie?
Set-up: Intake and output are very important to nurses, as it proves the kidneys are functioning correctly. Plus, we give a lot of diuretics (medicine that makes you pee) and we want results. Also, most ICUs have a standard require of 200 cc out per patient per eight hours, or we have to call the MD (unless the patient is in real failure). So, with that said:First Story
I was Charge Nurse one night, and one nurse got her patient up to a roll-away bedside commode. She needed to assist the patient back to bed quickly, so she just pushed it into the hallway. A second nurse came along and grabbed it because she had a patient that needed to urinate NOW. Soon, both these nurses were fighting over the urine. One said they could split it 50/50. The other said, no, she needed more than that or she would have to call the doctor (since half was less than 200 cc), plus she had "heard" her patient void and knew by the sound that it was more than that. They wanted me to decide.
Second Story
I had to float to the ER one night and a woman drove up in a small sports car with another pregnant woman. They were both drunk. The driver was screaming at me to help. She was hysterical; I had to threaten to hit her unconscious if she didn't shut up and get out of the way. I delivered the baby in the front seat of the tiny sports car.
Nope. The first story is the true story... for me anyway. The second story is true, too; however, it didn't happen to me, but to one of my instructors. Okay, let me think of another one... or is that two?
First Story
As a nursing student, I delivered a baby. The room was set up and my mentor was in the doctor's spot and I was in the nurse's spot. When the baby started crowning, the nurse stepped away from the sterile field to let the doctor in. However, they didn't swap in time and I was left holding the baby. It was an awesome experience. I was "high" for days.
Second Story
I've never delivered a baby in my life.
They didn't believe me when I said the baby was crowning; they thought it was "vaginal mucosa" and not the hair of a baby's head. Ha! This happened to five nursing student in my group (I think we were a group of 12). After the fourth time, they started listening to us.
Both of these are convention stories...First Story:
I climbed to the top of the World of Tanks tank to get a picture. Being the klutz that I am, I lost my balance and fell off nearly breaking my arm.
Second Story:
A guy had to hold his wife back from hitting me because the two of them left the William Shatner panel to go to the bathroom and I wouldn't let them back inside. Protocol and all.
Oops, I forgot about this thread. The second story was true. The couple was crazy angry! They cornered me and were yelling and screaming. I finally calmed them down by saying they could go get in line for his signing and be first. This was at Emerald City Comicon.
The first one is true, but it didn't happen to me. I just watched it happen. That tank was almost 2 stories tall! I can't believe the guy walked away with barely a scratch.
First Story: I once got pulled out of line and searched at airport security because I had "a suspicious number of books in my suitcase".
Second Story:
I once missed my plane because the airline scheduled the connecting flight to leave 7 minutes after the first flight landed and they wouldn't hold the flight or give me a refund.






First person tells us two stories--one that is true and one that is a lie.
Someone guesses which one is true and which one is false and if they get it right, they tell two stories--one being true and the other being a lie. If they get it wrong, the first person tells two more stories and so on and so forth.
So I'll start us off:
Story number one:
I once went to a fast food restaurant and ordered iced tea. When I went to ask the person behind the counter for a refill I took the top off my cup and there was a dead roach mixed in with the ice cubes. I got a refund on my entire meal.
Story number two:
I was waiting in line at a sandwich shop and being a little board started watching the people working in the background. A guy was moving buns from a bag onto the counter. Unfortunately, he dropped two of them on the floor. He picked them up and put them on a different counter and proceeded to make sandwiches with the ones he hadn't dropped. As I moved up in line I kept track of the buns thinking it odd he didn't just toss them in the trash. Sure enough, after about three or four people had gotten sandwiches made, he grabbed the buns and proceeded to make sandwiches out of them. I quickly told the guy at the counter about what had happened and why I wouldn't eat the sandwich being made and they got another roll that hadn't been dropped and didn't apologize or anything. I never went back.
Which one is true