Tag: door

Boomerang

I’ve been selling some clothes on Vinted. Nothing unusual about that. I had to use this automated post box (sure it has a more technical term but I’m going with that). The first time I printed out the postage label at home, stuck it to the bag, used the machine and it printed the exact same label for me. So I stuck them both on. It arrived so all good.

This time I thought I’d skip the home print bit and took it to the box. Only for it to have a hissy fit that I hadn’t printed the label. It practically ordered me home to print it. A bit frustrated, off home I headed. Printed out said label, stuck it on and then drove back to the automated post box.

Clearly it remembered my incompetence and opened a locker right in front of me. Resulting in a metal door to the forehead. I’m sure someone will be having a laugh at that on CCTV.

By the time I factor in the fuel, paper, ink, electricity and my time, I’m so glad I sold the t-shirt for £2.50. You have to laugh, you really do…

GSOH

It’s been a rather random day. I spend 1.5 hours going nowhere on A47. There was an accident so I had to reschedule my meeting.

Sounds like a bad one. They closed both carriageways. So as soon as I could get off, I headed back home.

Given my plans had changed, I thought I’d take the old lino from the Buddymobile to a flooring shop to see if they had an offcut that would work. Thought I’d picked up both bits. Turns out I’d only picked up one. Didn’t matter as when I arrived, the shop was shut.

As I was getting back in the car, having wrestled the lino in the wind down the road and into the car, said wind caught my car door and closing it on my foot. Good job I was wearing my sturdy yard boots.

Good job I can laugh at my own ineptitude too. I’m blaming the eclipse.