Troisieme
Three things that have amazed or do amaze me on this lovely Friday.*1) Wristbreakers*
No, not men being overly-familiar with right-hand antics, but we are talking umbrellas here, and why oh why at the first sight of rain, do ladies (not sexist, but a viewed trait) seem to abuse the right to keep their heads dry during a rainstorm.
As I walked to work, a lady with the most gargantuan multi-coloured obscenity I have ever scene, marched towards me. The umberella itself was probably the same width as a small car, and you could see the struggle she was having trying to keep it upright in the strong wind. Not only is it hard to pass one in the street, it can also lead to a sheet of water hitting you if tilted at the wrong angle, and worst of all, if the silly cow ends up getting carpal tunnel syndrome, I shall be the first in the queue to argue against her free NHS treatment!
*2) Famousities*
I’m sure I saw a d-list celebrity walking into a GPs surgery that I pass on my travels to work each day. Kind of middle-aged, slightly plump, her face was definitely known to me by power of telly. I’m not sure whether she was someone on a BBC tv kids show like Happy Families, but I’d know her if I saw her on tv again. I’m so annoyed I can’t remember her name, and i almost asked for a signature, but I was reluctant as the blonde hair she was sporting was different to that of the lady on the telly, but facially was a perfect match......I have been trawling through BBC drama archives on the net this morning to no avail – and she definitely wasn’t that woman who was the Slitheen on Dr Who recently, but a bit like her.
*3) Sliding Trays*
I have a window at work that I sit behind, as I am “the” receptionist; it is expected. It’s got a lock on my side which, when released, enables me to slide one panel of glass behind the other, thus having an open space between me and the person on the other side of the wall. Underneath the window is a tray, like you have at the bank, where you can put things in. I have a little metal stopper that I can pull, to move the tray’s lid back and forth to enable the person standing the opposite side of the wall to put things in it.
So far, I have never left the glass window closed. It blocks the sound out a bit, and not being the most attentive of people, I need all the audio help I can get.
You would be amazed at the amount of times people have come to reception to get me to sign something, pass something on, or check something, who attempt to put it in the tiny tray which I have to piss around sliding back and forth to get the thing that they have put in, out, rather than pass the piece of paper(s) etc through the large space vacated by the window.
One can only summise that most people have a Sliding Tray Disorder (I shall call it STD for short) and that treatment of STD is noticeable only by this method of testing, and there is no known cure.
I will publish my findings soon in a medical journal that is willing to accept such nonsense
I bid ye good-daye
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