This evening, after work, I popped round to my parents for tea, which was very nice. Sausage and mash… Phwaor!
During Home and Away (don't laugh; I happen to like it) I asked my mum if anything had been happening and she said no, just the usual stuff really, and was then interupted by my mobile going off with a message from Severn Trent about a date for my water meter fitting.
Anyhow, this call triggered a chuckle from my mum and she said it reminded her of a strange phone conversation she had yesterday with some random grumpy old man.
The conversation went like this:
Ring ring... ring ring... ring ring...
Man: “Hello, I'm calling about the Rover for sale”
Mum: “I'm sorry, I don't have a Rover for sale”
Man: “Yes you do, it's shown right here in the paper”
Mum: Erm, no sorry, I don't have a car for sale”
Man: “Well, why have you advertised one for sale then”
Mum: “I haven't advertised any car for sale, you must have the wrong number”
Man: Well this is 01562 *****0
Mum: No, this is 01562 *****3
Man: “Grunt” and hangs up! How rude?
Today, I'm most angry about: Having to wait over two hours for my car to be fixed, when it should have been one hour!
Grrr-O-Meter Rating: 2/10