Time just flies

I can't believe how long it is since I last posted. I must be getting old. The days just go and I can't fit it all in. Things happen That would make a great blog post. And then reality interrupts and I can't get around to it. I say to my fellow co. workers "idiots?"   " that's great for me blog" I even have a title and then reality hits again and another great post is gone. And because my memories full I can't retain the information long enough to post on the weekends. The only good post I can remember goes as follows.

My fellow co. worker "idiot?" who took so long and made so much fuss about growing his beard has shaved it off. Apparently the pollen was building up in it and giving him hay fever. In he came all clean and smooth and looking twenty years younger. I was pleased. Later that morning a regular customer came in. She walked through the store and said "ooh you don't have to tell me who that is" She thought he was MY SON! I do have a son who is fourteen years younger than this fellow. Either I was not looking my best that day or he has to grow his beard back!!!

What a muddle

At last I have peace. Well not entirely I do have a rep. in building a stand but I don't count him. Even though he arrived at 8.30 this morning to build this stand and the stand hadn't arrived. It was promised as first delivery of the day and then the driver decided to reverse his route! It's been one of those days. At 8.30 in wandered an "idiot?" on his arrival I enquired had he forgotten to do a measure on Monday? "Oh yes" says he I completely forgot. Unbeknown to me the customer had phoned yesterday and spoken to one of the other "idiots? and he had arranged it for today. But the "idiot?" with the bad memory didn't know this either so off he went to make a phone call to apologise and re-arrange. We sorted out the confusion and then on we went about our business. I then casually said to a fellow co. worker of course you're not here this afternoon -because he had booked the afternoon off weeks ago- he looked at me blankly. He had completely forgotten. After much ado arrangements were made and the afternoon off was back on. Then I had a telephone call at 1.15 "you said my carpet would be fitted today after 12.30" "yes" says I "well it's 1.15 now" "yes" says I. "well I don't want to wait  in all afternoon I've got thing to do." "Oh" says I. thinking why didn't you do your things before 12.30. "your carpet fitter shouldn't be too long."  I have no idea how long the carpet fitter is going to be. He's got a lot on today. I only ever give a time of first job mid to late morning or after 12.30. After 12.30 means any time before 6. I'm hoping tomorrow will be less of a muddle.

We must be doing something right

Last night we attended a gala dinner at the local golf club. The "idiots?" and I had been nominated for the retailer of the year award.  I finished early and off home I popped to beautify myself. suitably moisturised and quaffed four of us attended the event. Our category was the second on the agenda. And it was announced we were runner up. I was chuffed with this as I had completely forgotten I had filled in the entry forms anyway. We shared our table with another local business. They congratulated us and awaited the result for themselves. On the news that they were also runner up in their category the atmosphere changed. They were gutted. The impression I got was second place was good enough for us. But they were convinced they were winners. We all sat quietly for a while and then through gritted teeth the atmosphere warmed a little. My framed certificate is on my desk today. I think theirs may have gone in the bin on the way out.

BOXING CLEVER

I always make my own lunch to bring to work. Usually a salad and fruit salad. This requires two air tight sandwich boxes. Every day I take them home in readiness for the next. Yesterday things started to unravel. The other half had pinched one of my sandwich boxes. I told him when I noticed he needed to sort himself out because I wanted my box back for today. I thought he understood. So just for the one day yesterday I used a sandwich box with a broken lid. It's only the side that's broken so it's still useful it just leaks sometimes.Yesterday we had a late lunch. Hubby put MY sandwich box on his windscreen with the intention of putting it in the van. He went off and did something then jumped in the van and drove off. And yes you've guessed it my sandwich box was still outside. As he drove over the speed humps my box flew through the air and landed with a bang. And then something drove over it. I was given bits of plastic back by an "idiot?" who picked up the pieces :-)

INSURED OR NOT INSURED

Today a fellow co. worker "idiot?" ambled in. I looked at the clock and noted he was ten minutes late. By the way, I haven't told him yet I noticed he was ten minutes late. He scooted into his office. Probably thinking he'd got away without me noticing. A short while later I went into the office for something and he ambushed me. "I have been driving my van around for three years without any valid insurance." SO I thought. It's your van and your insurance you are supposedly a grown man. What's it go to do with me?.  Apparently  he didn't declare to his insurers he was sign writing the van and this meant he shouldn't be driving on a domestic policy. He huffed around for a while. And then he got into the van and drove off. I wondered why? if this vehicle is not insured why didn't he just bring his car? on his return he made a few phone calls. Then he popped out of the office and said "I'm insured now" just like that. It transpires so long as he informed them of the sign writing it was all ok. Just like that the crisis was over. I don't know what all the Monday morning fuss was about I would have thought he would have sorted this in the first instance.

Tight or what?

Today we had a visit from one of our regular reps. He was very proudly informing us he's doing a cycle ride for charity. And very sheepishly enquired if we would sponsor him. He was very lucky a fair few of my fellow co. workers were around. And they each gladly dipped in there pocket and sponsored him. And then in walked tight ass. He tried all ways not to put his hand in his pocket and sponsor the poor bloke. He even said "I'm a poor pensioner" and he is so not poor. In the end I managed to shame him into forking out a miserly amount for shames sake but it wasn't easy. This same "idiot?" was chatting last week about his mother not wearing her hearing aid. He said "I'm deaf in my left ear. I'm having that."  I couldn't believe it. Rather than sort out an aid to suite his problem he would wear hers so he didn't cost him anything!!

unpublished

If you've missed me and my blog I'm sorry. I have blogged but my efforts have remained unpublished. A comment was made  by husband "idiot?" that I shouldn't upset people. I have spent some time considering this comment. I don't want to upset people.And I must consider that I may. I have pondered the thought that although I consider my blog funny others may not. Perhaps I need to change my format a little bit in order to be less offensive to my fellow co. workers?