I am She
Last week, a client delivered to my office a huge box which contained hand made chocolates inside a solid chocolate box. The thank you card which accompanied it had his personal contact details inside....I was so embarrassed. The whole department ribbed me for the rest of the afternoon.
This morning my sister called to tell me that she was on the train, on her way to my house. The only problem is, I'd left my batter operated man replacement on the bathroom basin. Before I could think clearly I'd blurted out "nooo, you can't. Don't go in the bathroom!" After hanging up the phoned I realised, oh yeah, just go home at lunch time and resolve the situation. So I did.
Bridget Jones, I am She.
posted by Reen Dog @ 2:03 p.m.
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