My Significant Other and I had arranged to go out for dinner last night. We were well organised; we got the kids off to sleep nice and early; we had time for a shower and a change of clothes (I even applied a ;ight splash of High Karate aftershave); the babysitter was here on time. In short, everything was in place for a smooth, and pleasurable night of adult company.
We did not figure upon the taxi taking over an hour to arrive. We phoned them back several times to be told lies. The best lie was that the car had been there at 7.56pm. Presumably, the exactitude of the time was designed to give credence to the completely untrue statement. I know it to be untrue because my seething Significant Other was standing outside our front door at 7.56pm murmuring expletives that haven't been heard of in Glasgow since the demise of the shipping industry.
We eventually cancelled the cab. I say cancelled. My Significant Other didn't use that exact word, but I suspect that they may have read the subtext.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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