*tilly_mint*
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Damnit, when I get round to finally writing the script for my sit com (I have delusions), this is so going in as a sketch. I'll give you a share of my millions.
I could so picture all of that happening. Brilliant!
I could so picture all of that happening. Brilliant!
Not so much what someone has said but something funny happened today! Went to do a new set of nails on a young lady, brand new client. She lives at house number 79, hadnt been on this road and all way there was chanting 79, 79, 79 which somehow when I found road had turned into number 74 so got all kit out of car and knocked on the wrong door, thankfully noone answered! Went back to car, put all kit back in whilst ringing client on my mobile. Whilst talking to her an older man came out of house few doors up and said "we're at this house,she's waiting inside" so I put mobile down said "see you in a second" and followed this man into the house. Looked at the house number and was 84 and made my excuses that I couldnt understand how I'd written number 79 down in my diary?
Was still trying to work it out when he said she's upstairs and he carried my case upstairs for me at which point a middle aged woman greeted me on the landing and said she's in here (did think was strange doing nails in a bedroom but assumed the young woman wanted it doing in peace n quiet away from her parents) Anyway went into bedroom and was an old lady sleeping in bed (looked ghastly)and other lady explained she'd been up all night with her and had been waiting for me all morning, at which point I realised something amiss!! Said to her you obviously dont want your nails done and she said no I thought you were the doctor. God Im blushing whilst Im writing this, I feel so stupid. Then had to carry all my stuff down the stairs & explain to the older man that I should have been at number 79 afterall and he explained he saw my white tunic and bag (bright pink case!) and assumed I was the doctor to look at his mother. By this time I was sweating with embarrassment but luckily on way out the NHS van was just pulling up outside. I then had to put kit back into car and find number 79 (round the corner as was a Crescent) and tell her why I had taken so long to find her!! She thought it was histerically funny thankfully and loved the nails by the way, hopefully she'll ask me back for her infills and my blondeness not put her off (I'm brunette really) OMG what a weird day????