Another story from my house, that happened this morning.
Manager: Did you pay the money?.
Me: What money?.
Manager: For the front door key.
Me: Front door key?.
Manager: The front door key you lost in asda.
Me: I didn't lose my key.
Manager: Yes, you did. In asda the other day.
Me: I've not lost my key.
Manager: I have it written down. You told me about it the other day.
Another resident: Wasn't that Tracey?.
Manager: Ah, it was. Yes. (pause). Do you know if she paid for her new key?.
I swear the place get's weirder day after day. And some guy this morning had 7 slices of toast (the manager only put's out one loaf of bread) so that was fun. Not.
At least living in this house is providing me with plenty of stories to tell.
Manager: Did you pay the money?.
Me: What money?.
Manager: For the front door key.
Me: Front door key?.
Manager: The front door key you lost in asda.
Me: I didn't lose my key.
Manager: Yes, you did. In asda the other day.
Me: I've not lost my key.
Manager: I have it written down. You told me about it the other day.
Another resident: Wasn't that Tracey?.
Manager: Ah, it was. Yes. (pause). Do you know if she paid for her new key?.
I swear the place get's weirder day after day. And some guy this morning had 7 slices of toast (the manager only put's out one loaf of bread) so that was fun. Not.
At least living in this house is providing me with plenty of stories to tell.
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