An Apology to the Lady in the Melford Estate Agents Office
Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 4:29 pm
This is just a message to the lady in the estate agent's office in Long Melford who I scared witless this afternoon. Sorry! Please excuse my perverse sense of humour, but I just couldn't resist it.
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Sorry, readers, let me explain.
I've just returned from taking my Goldie, Topaz, for a long walk in the pouring rain. I needed to call at the Post Office, so walked through our village (probably looking like a drowned rat, despite my large-brimmed Aussie hat and the upturned collar of my Barbour jacket). Anyway, as I passed the office of an estate agent, I glanced in as you do. There was desk just inside the window and the lady at the desk was working on her computer. At least I thought she was until I realised that she was studying myTobago.
I couldn't resist the temptation. I sat Topaz outside the door, went in and approached the lady at the desk. She offered me a seat and asked how she could help. I asked her if she had any property on Tobago for sale. She looked perplexed, then highly embarassed and turned back to look at the window, realising that people outside could see her screen. Then I took my hat off. Realisation suddenly hit her. She shrieked and ran into a back office. Another lady came running in to see what the heck was going on and looked at me like I was some sort of pervert who had attacked her colleague.
It turned out that she has been browsing the site since returning from the Christmas break as she is planning a holiday for later this year. She's been following the forum and recognised me from the photo, but had simply never spotted that I was based in the same village. I won't name her, or her office, because she doesn't want her boss to know what she does on the computer when he's out.
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Sorry, readers, let me explain.
I've just returned from taking my Goldie, Topaz, for a long walk in the pouring rain. I needed to call at the Post Office, so walked through our village (probably looking like a drowned rat, despite my large-brimmed Aussie hat and the upturned collar of my Barbour jacket). Anyway, as I passed the office of an estate agent, I glanced in as you do. There was desk just inside the window and the lady at the desk was working on her computer. At least I thought she was until I realised that she was studying myTobago.
I couldn't resist the temptation. I sat Topaz outside the door, went in and approached the lady at the desk. She offered me a seat and asked how she could help. I asked her if she had any property on Tobago for sale. She looked perplexed, then highly embarassed and turned back to look at the window, realising that people outside could see her screen. Then I took my hat off. Realisation suddenly hit her. She shrieked and ran into a back office. Another lady came running in to see what the heck was going on and looked at me like I was some sort of pervert who had attacked her colleague.
It turned out that she has been browsing the site since returning from the Christmas break as she is planning a holiday for later this year. She's been following the forum and recognised me from the photo, but had simply never spotted that I was based in the same village. I won't name her, or her office, because she doesn't want her boss to know what she does on the computer when he's out.
