Had to see the nurse recently for very minor procedure, the anticipation was worse than the event. In my bid to beat a hasty retreat I picked up some glasses that were laying on a trolley, they looked like mine, the nurse said “they're mine actuallyâ€. Are they, said, I. “Yes†she said, “you've got yours onâ€.
We went out one Sunday for a drive. It was early when we stopped and I jumped out to go to the loo. Hmmm funny basins I thought, looks different since last time I visited. While in a cubicle I heard men's voices, thought it must be male cleaners. When I came out husband said “you went in the gents, didn't you noticeâ€. “Did I, oh well, needs must. Thought it looked odd.†Good job no one was in there when I left.
Another toilet incident, this time exiting. At an exhibition coming out of the toilets I kept pushing a door (no handle) but it wouldn't open. “I can't get out†I said to the queue behind. A woman behind me said “let's try this other door†and pulled it open, the one marked exit. I heard her friend say, that's the type of thing that usually happens to me.
Sleepless
