I'm a (wo)man of wealth and taste...
I can't help but hum this every time I meet my friend Maja, who's under the impression I'm an angel. Yeah, the fallen one, probably
I saw her yesterday evening and had a great time!
The first part of yesterday was a bit of a disaster. My broadband connection was down until the early afternoon. Usually this wouldn't be a major problem, except I had some work to do for those two mystery shops I'd done the day before. After you've done the visits you have to enter the results on the respective websites within 24 hours max (in some cases within 8 hours). I'd tried doing the KFC one the previous evening but their website was down. Luckily I could access it long enough to send a message explaining the problems with the site, and one of their agents called me to say the deadline had been extended. I told her of my connections problems so she gave me until today. As for the other one, I'd sent an email asking for guidance as the visit hadn't gone as expected, so I wasn't sure whether I should enter the results or re-attempt the visit. Of course I had no idea if they'd replied to me until about 11.30 am when someone from the company rang me. I also told him of my current problems and arranged with him that I would re-try the visit that afternoon.
My internet connection was finally restored just before 3 pm (after several calls to advanced tech support - glad to know that my mac ownership classifies me as "advanced"
). As I had planned to walk to the repeat visit and I had to be there possibly by 3.30, I quickly ran out of the house. Less than 5 minutes later (just as I was far enough from home to make me late if I'd gone back) I had a "wardrobe malfunction"... I felt my right hold-up slide down my leg! I tried to pull it back up through my trouser leg but failed, so I briefly stopped and looked around the Parkland Walk. I could see a couple in the distance walking towards me. They were too close for me to have time to unzip my trousers, pull a leg down and the hold-up up, but luckily the trousers were a bit large and I wasn't wearing a belt so I cunningly stuck my hand down, just about managed to grab the top of the hold-up (with help from the other hand that was trying to ride it up from about calf height), and pulled it up a bit. I'm not sure what the woman walking the dog that arrived from behind (unnoticed until she walked past me) thought of that!
I half ran, half hopped the rest of the way to the bank, slightly bent over holding my right hand firmly on my right thigh, as if I ever let go the bloody thing would slide down again! I then had this interview with the bank manager, trying to keep a smile on my face and focus on what he was saying so I could write a proper report later, doing my best to ignore the hold-up sagging round about my knee.
I couldn't wait to get out so I could find a cafe' and use the loo to sort myself out! That I did in a slight hurry as I also meant to walk to the appointment with my friend. The silicone band had slightly worn out, not enough that I'd notice until I started walking at a fast pace (it'd been ok when I was at home moving about) but enough to have the afore-mentioned result unless I was strolling at leisure, so I took my time to get there.
Maja is great! She's the sort of person that everybody should have around when they need a pick up. I've had my hair cut quite short since the last time I'd seen her and the first thing she said when we met was how great it looked and that it'd taken 10 years off me! When we got to the cafe' and I took my coat off she remarked how beautiful the colour I was wearing was and that it really made my eyes stand out. After which she felt it was ok to fall over laughing when I said I had to go to the loo to fix my hold-up again, before it started trailing behind me
Anyway, in the end I also walked home, making it over 12 km in total in the face of adversity! (Leaving Maja laughing behind me and telling me to get a bus )
Great day, despite the beginning!