I grabbed a spare five minutes at school today to phone the company printing my Chrism Mass Thank-You cards. The woman I spoke to was incredibly vague: the cards had gone to print earlier in the week, but she wasn't sure when they'd be ready, and Royal Mail were a bit unreliable, they couldn't guarantee delivery before the end of next week... but of course, if I wanted to upgrade to courier service, for a small extra fee...?
I got a little cross. Just a little. I explained that no, I didn't want to pay extra for a courier service. I just wanted to know exactly when the cards would be ready. I then had to bring the conversation to an abrupt halt as I had a lesson to go and teach. I think the sales person must have gathered this, as I was in the corridor on my mobile phone by this point... and school corridors are not the quietest of places at the end of break.
I rang again at the end of the day. Things were still pretty manic, as the GCSE and A level module results had arrived, and students who couldn't wait to find out their grades until their next Science lesson were coming in to the office to ask what they'd got. I spoke to the same young woman. She informed me that, on further investigation, the package had been delivered this morning. At 10am. Only, (and this was definitely my fault) I wasn't in to receive it... and I should have gotten the delivery note.
I bit back a rude retort, and patiently explained that I hadn't actually managed to get home from work yet...
At least I should get the cards tomorrow!
Sorry Mac I don't have your email address, but I thought you might like this - bet you she dyed her hair blonde!!!
ReplyDeleteA 54 year old woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.
While on the operating table she had a near death experience.
Seeing God she asked 'Is my time up?'
God said, 'No, you have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live.'
Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a
face-lift, liposuction, breast implants and a tummy tuck.
She even had someone come in and change her hair colour and brighten her teeth!
Since she had so much more time to live, she figured she might as well make the most of it.
After her last operation, she was released from the hospital. While
crossing the street on her way home, she was killed by an ambulance.
Arriving in front of God, she demanded, 'I thought you said I had another
43 years? Why didn't you pull me from out of the path of the ambulance?'
(You'll love this)
God replied: 'I didn't recognize you.'