Things are a bit strange
I’ve been musing and it’s been an odd week:
- Why have I had tuna mayonaise sandwiches for breakfast most of this week?
- Why does this engineer think he can fix my printer by hoovering it?
- Where can I see a donley show?
And then there was Boots. I went in to get my eyes checked and they can fix by blindness but not my other problem: casual flirting…
- Petite blonde bubbly nurse: not really my type but flirted with her anyway
- Optician: she was more my type so flirted with her
- Camp bloke: wasn’t even gay but I still flirted with him
What the hell is wrong with me? I need some sleep!
