Instant party...just add water
There is a strange phenomonon at my house, where if I put my jammies on and decide to do some ironing because no one is home but me, a party will suddenly appear from nowhere! I think maybe I am so good at ironing that people want to come and watch to pick up hints and tips!
Another strange occurance is the odd occasion I decided to have a bath (instead of a shower for those of you who think that means I only bathe biannually). One such evening I got home and no one else was there, so as the bath was actually clean for once I decided a bath would be nice. I ran the water, put in some yummy bubbles, had some candles going and got my book to read. The very minute I was in the raw and about to step in I hear the front door, then the sound of about 20 drunk people coming in! For those of you who have been to my house you'll know there is NO LOCK on our bathroom door, and that our only toilet is in the bathroom. So Al knocks on the door to see if that's where I'm hiding. I say 'hi, I'm in the bath!' Aparently that's his queue to come in (makes perfect sense when you're drunk so I'm told)! Good thing for me at this stage I'm up to my neck in bubbles. Al proceeds to 'chat' at me for a few minutes, then tells me people are busting for the loo. So what can I do but say I don't mind as long as they don't mind an audience when they pee!? Lucky for me there was only one taker, a girl who was so drunk she probably wouldn't remember talking to some naked girl who was in the bath while she peed.
The rest of my 'relaxing' bath all I could hear was some guy shouting how there is 'some chick' in the bath and he has to pee but he can't go while I watch. That just pisses me off being called 'some chick' in my own house!! Where are peoples manners, honestly!
3 Comments:
You're so dignified and patient - I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from chucking a fit if that'd happened to me!
Haha, I sometimes amaze myself at the things I endure! It takes a lot to make me snap these days.
By the way Maggie, I found 2 petrified mice who had fallen into a glass jug under my sink today! It looked like one had been eating the other, but they were both dead! Blergh!!
I was going to make it a 'boy job', but couldn't stand knowing they wrere there, so I threw the whole thing out. None of our mouse traps have worked so far, how crazy for a jug to kill them!
Oh, that is nasty. Really nasty. Again, you've proven that your tolerance levels are so much higher than mine.
Speaking of mice, I've found that lately I continously have dreams about them. Last night I actually dreamt of mice and rats. My Dictionary of Dreams has come in very handy once again - reading about the significance of those rodents appearing in dreams has made the pieces of the puzzle fit together. Interesting stuff.
Anyhow, I hope you don't find any unpleasant surprises around your house this week!
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