Sometimes …
… it’s not a good thing to be right.
It seems I’ve unconsciously unscrewed the temporary cap with my extremely dextrous tongue as the bloody thing’s now fallen out. It seems undamaged (as does the “rawl plug” itself) so my tongue’s dexterity is the only possible explanation.
Eligible ladies may wish to form an orderly queue at this point while I endeavour to make contact with Boss Lady via the BatPhone …
[Later] What’s the point of giving me an emergency 24-hour mobile number if you’re not going to call me back? Boss Lady and I are going to have a few words tomorrow, I call tell you. I must say the person who took the message didn’t seem to be very adept at understanding the message, but he read back my number to me ok.
[Even later] Ok then. If you’re going to give me a 24-hour emergency mobile number, it’s a good idea to take your mobile with you when you go out. Then again, everyone deserves some time off (and it’s not as if I’m in pain or anything). Maybe. She’s going to give me a call in the morning and tell me when I can come in to get my thingy screwed back in.
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em says:
Added on November 30th, 2005 at 1:23 amoohhhhh my! :-DD