When I went to
collect my passenger from a Walney pub on Friday morning it wasn't quite what I
was expecting. A red faced guy walked from the pub and opened the passenger
door and dropped a TV remote control onto the front seat. I looked to him and
then the remote quizzically and patiently waited for the story. None was
forthcoming, I guess he was a bit embarrassed, he just handed me some cash and
told me the address where the remote was to go. When I reached the home of the
remote control the door was half opened by a puzzled looking woman in pyjamas,
who stared blankly at the remote. But then a little girl appeared who looked
delighted to see the wayward remote, and so without another word I handed it
over and left. Who knows what the story was, your guess is as good as mine is.
3 comments:
Here's my guess: The Dad, being pissed at the Mum for sitting around all day watching the telly, took the remote when he left the house. Later, feeling sorry for the little girl, he called her and told her he was sending it home...hence the taxi. :)
you get some strange ones. at least it's not snake transport again.
Anon - Nice to see Neanderthal man is alive and well, who's to say the woman was sat around all day watching TV?
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