Lad I used to work with back in the day never turned up for work one Monday and didn’t call in to say why. Management were fuming and as this was before mobiles, no one could get in touch with him.
Anyway, he strolls in on the Friday and his face was black and blue. We were all thinking he’d been in a car crash or something similar, however, transpired he was playing pool with his mate who was a lightweight amateur boxer. My workmate was a big lad and although he was always sound, you didn’t wanna take the piss. Few pints in and he starts telling his boxer mate that he’d batter him in a street fight. Boxer tells him to pack it in, however, this carries on so his mate says I’ll give you the first punch.
Told us the last thing he can remember was taking his coat off outside the jawbone and swinging a haymaker. Woke up back home with his face punched in.
This lad was an amateur, imagine thinking you could take on a pro