My red faced glowed like a thousand splendid suns …
Posted Oct 22 2010 12:00am
On Saturday morning I may have been snoozing at home when the children told me there was a man at the door.
I went to the door to find local delivery man, Mr Beanie Hat, standing on the doorstep with a parcel. Brief pleasantries over I shut the door and looked in the mirror and realised that I was wearing The Husband’s dressing gown … which is fine for 8.30am on a Saturday morning. But, I had legs that would give a yeti a run for it’s money, panda eyes and hair like Worzel Gummidge. Not a good look, overall.
Yesterday afternoon at work, with six colleagues, and the buzzer goes. I go to the door. Standing there with a parcel is Mr Beanie Hat.
He hands me the parcel and announces as loudly as possible “At least you’ve got some clothes on this time”, turns and leaves.
If my colleauges heard, which unless they are deaf they did, what on earth do they think I did with Mr Beanie Hat? Sheesh