Wednesday, 20 August 2008
A SIMPLE ENOUGH REQUEST
It shouldn't have been difficult.
Mr C regally issued orders for Beast to go to the vet's surgery round the corner from my house and get flea and worm stuff for Alfie.
I bumbled in there and was faced with a real sour faced witch of a receptionist.
I need the usual flea and worm stuff for my dog requests Beast with a winning smile
DOGS NAME she snapped (eyeing me suspiciously)
Alfie Cuntt I responded chirpily (receptionist looks like she just smelled a ripe turd)
ADDRESS she barks
Beast gives address
Alfie not registered under Beasts Address
Tries Mr C's Parents address down the road
Alfie not registered under parental C address
At this point the receptionist gives a flustered Beast a lecture about the flea stuff being a prescription drug not just given out to all and sundry(the strong subtext being .especially deranged lying junkies like meself with imaginary dogs , who was obviously going straight out to snort the stuff behind the dumpster) , as she puffed up like some venomous toad and edged towards the panic button.
Luckily Mrs Schrodinger from no 3 stumbled in at this point with her cat*.Beast took advantage of the diversion and scarpered.
In reality Beast blustered a bit under the gaze of the harridan , futilely trying to explain why I didn't know where my dog lived or whether it had been to this vets in the last 6 months ..... then I scarpered.
Mr C eventually phoned the vet's and blagged it , so I can apparently attempt to go and pick up the stuff today..............unless.......... ITS A TRAP
Heroic Beast , innocent fugitive from justice , makes a trip to the corner shop for some biscuits.
* Oh yes its a quantum Physics joke
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