Hippona
Well-Known Member
So.....OH asked me to nip to the supermmarket on the way home from the yard....he's on night shifts and it was his turn to take in the pies ( don't ask)
.....dirty jeans, yard boots.....jacket with a covering of accumulated yard debris- hair on end. As I stood picking god knows what out from under my nails the lady at the checkout smiled and asked politely if I liked pasties.....I surveyed the conveyor belt- it was full of bags of meat pies...not a vegetable in sight......I hastily explained they were for my OH to take to work......then I realised she must have thought it was his lunch every day for the next week, not a one-off..........
Then I ran away....
.....dirty jeans, yard boots.....jacket with a covering of accumulated yard debris- hair on end. As I stood picking god knows what out from under my nails the lady at the checkout smiled and asked politely if I liked pasties.....I surveyed the conveyor belt- it was full of bags of meat pies...not a vegetable in sight......I hastily explained they were for my OH to take to work......then I realised she must have thought it was his lunch every day for the next week, not a one-off..........
Then I ran away....