for reasons of not offending folk in my real world , I can only post this here. I went Xmas shopping yesterday for some "final bits".
First off, I cut though Debenhams (other department stores are available) and saw three presents I had lovingly already chosen, bought, carefully wrapped, and currently sitting round my fireplace ready to give on Xmas day now on sale with between 30 and 50% off.
Second, bumped into a mate "What are you in town for?" I asked cheerily. "You know how I said I wanted the new Robert Goddard?" she said. Yep I remember that, I had filed it as a hint a couple of weeks ago, bought it and wrapped it, ready to give her on Friday. "I've just got it so I can start reading it before the madness begins" she smiled, not noticing my pale twitchy expression.
Third, met another mate, an ex council colleague, who has had a v rough trot and has not been sleeping at all well. I'd got him some stuff called This Works, essential oils basically, you spray on your pillow, meant to relax you. "What are you in town for?" I asked slightly less cheerily. "I got some stuff called This Works, essential oils basically, you spray on your pillow, meant to relax you". But you knew that. Ok I thought, not the world's worst thing, it is a usable up item so doesn't matter he will have two. "I'm seeing if I can get a refund, its given me an awful rash" he continued.
Serve me right for being #smugbitch, I now have more shopping to do.
First off, I cut though Debenhams (other department stores are available) and saw three presents I had lovingly already chosen, bought, carefully wrapped, and currently sitting round my fireplace ready to give on Xmas day now on sale with between 30 and 50% off.
Second, bumped into a mate "What are you in town for?" I asked cheerily. "You know how I said I wanted the new Robert Goddard?" she said. Yep I remember that, I had filed it as a hint a couple of weeks ago, bought it and wrapped it, ready to give her on Friday. "I've just got it so I can start reading it before the madness begins" she smiled, not noticing my pale twitchy expression.
Third, met another mate, an ex council colleague, who has had a v rough trot and has not been sleeping at all well. I'd got him some stuff called This Works, essential oils basically, you spray on your pillow, meant to relax you. "What are you in town for?" I asked slightly less cheerily. "I got some stuff called This Works, essential oils basically, you spray on your pillow, meant to relax you". But you knew that. Ok I thought, not the world's worst thing, it is a usable up item so doesn't matter he will have two. "I'm seeing if I can get a refund, its given me an awful rash" he continued.
Serve me right for being #smugbitch, I now have more shopping to do.