| Ditsy Event of the Day |
| Friday, June 22, 2007 |
I was at the supermarket yesterday. I witnessed a woman smash into the car park barrier, which made me laugh heartily (because you can laugh at other people being ditsy when you are ditsy yourself).
Only immediately after that I promptly ...
- left the window of my car wound down for an hour while I was in the supermarket
- lost the car park ticket for half an hour before finding it stuck down the side of the passenger car seat (How it got there I'm sure I do not know)
- left my purse on someone's desk and went home without it.
I think I shouldn't have laughed!Labels: ditsy event of the day |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:22 AM |
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| The perfect man #1 |
| Wednesday, June 20, 2007 |
| The perfect man doesn't hold doors open for women, he holds doors open for everyone. Labels: perfect man |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 8:30 AM |
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| Ditsy Event of the Day |
| Monday, June 18, 2007 |
So I stopped at a coffee shop mostly because I needed to go to the bathroom. I asked the young man behind the counter where the bathroom was ...
"You have to go in the building next door, up one floor in the elevator, along a corridor, down some stairs, through a door and they are there."
Now I don't have the best sense of direction by any means, but by some fluke of anti-Cleo nature I actually found the toilets. It was when I came out of the bathroom that the trouble started.
I went through a door then on the left I see 'fire door do not use'. So despite the clear message I am convinced that is the door I came through and promptly go through that door (lucky it wasn't alarmed!). It must have been right, thinks I, because I come out by the elevators. So I get in an elevator and press the lower ground button. I press it and eventually the doors close, but the elevator is not moving. So, thinking the elevator must be broken, I get out of that elevator and get in another one. Only the same thing happens.
Then it slowly dawns on me. I'm already on the lower ground floor that's why the elevator wasn't going anywhere. I turn around and there is the door to go back to the coffee shop.Labels: ditsy event of the day |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:05 AM |
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| My scary tendency to share things that should not be shared |
| Monday, June 11, 2007 |
I find it scary that I am increasingly beginning sentences with ...
"This is probably crossing the line, but I'll share it any way (laugh) ..."
It is obviously an indication of what I will be like as an old person. That is, sharing the excrutiating details of my bodily excretions with unassuming fellow bus passengers ... that type of thing. (Hmmmm, could be fun)Labels: You know you are getting older when |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 5:01 PM |
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| Spam bam thank ya mam (how I embarrassed the plumber) |
| Friday, June 01, 2007 |
So a plumber actually came to our house and fitted our bath today.
But I managed to embarrass myself and the plumber (for the second time). Every time I think about it it makes me laugh out loud.
So everything is going well. The bath is getting installed. I'm helping (a bit) and chatting (a lot). After a little while I sit down at my computer to check my emails.
The plumber comes upstairs and only catches the end of my sentence, which was "...is your penis too small?", which, of course, WOULD make you stop in your tracks, lose all color from your face and ask in a hoarse voice 'what?'
What he didn't hear me say was "I've got four emails this morning that ask me 'is your penis too small?'" |
| posted by Cleo Twyford @ 10:09 PM |
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