Autumn Leaf
Jan. 19th, 2012 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyThe office manager at my work was in a bit of a tizz yesterday. Her son is getting married on Saturday, and she bought a dress to wear months ago. She liked it, obviously; she showed her son and his fiancée, and they liked it. She duly put it in her wardrobe, pleased to be all sorted out so early.
Tuesday night, she thought she'd better try it on, just to make sure that it was all in order. Her husband took one look at it and declared it to be frumpy, like something his nan would wear. He suggested that she wear an old dress that he liked, and was surprised when the office manager explained that the mother of the groom really shouldn't wear white at a wedding. Hence her tizz yesterday, rushing around trying to find something. Well done, husband of office manager.
Of course, she couldn't find anything, partly because she was panic-looking and partly because just after the sales and in the middle of tourist season isn't the best time to find something. She was nearly in tears when she came back from lunch.
Anyway, last night she sent a photo of herself wearing the dress to her daughter, who pronounced it 'classy'. So the dress is back on and today she went out looking for shoes. So that was a saga.
Another saga has been running hot in the local paper. A family had a dog called Ted. They went away on holiday, leaving Ted in the care of a friend. Ted went missing one day.
What had happened to Ted was this: someone had found him and taken him to the local animal shelter. He wasn't chipped or registered, so they held him in the shelter for the required length of time, then put him up for adoption, from where he was taken in by a new family.
So the first family came home from their holiday, and started searching for Ted. After a week, their vet told them Ted was at the shelter and had been adopted. The vet acted as an intermediary, but to no avail: the new family won't give Ted up. So the first family went to the local paper, and now everyone in town has an opinion on the matter.
I think they should get together and see who Ted wants to be with.
Tuesday night, she thought she'd better try it on, just to make sure that it was all in order. Her husband took one look at it and declared it to be frumpy, like something his nan would wear. He suggested that she wear an old dress that he liked, and was surprised when the office manager explained that the mother of the groom really shouldn't wear white at a wedding. Hence her tizz yesterday, rushing around trying to find something. Well done, husband of office manager.
Of course, she couldn't find anything, partly because she was panic-looking and partly because just after the sales and in the middle of tourist season isn't the best time to find something. She was nearly in tears when she came back from lunch.
Anyway, last night she sent a photo of herself wearing the dress to her daughter, who pronounced it 'classy'. So the dress is back on and today she went out looking for shoes. So that was a saga.
Another saga has been running hot in the local paper. A family had a dog called Ted. They went away on holiday, leaving Ted in the care of a friend. Ted went missing one day.
What had happened to Ted was this: someone had found him and taken him to the local animal shelter. He wasn't chipped or registered, so they held him in the shelter for the required length of time, then put him up for adoption, from where he was taken in by a new family.
So the first family came home from their holiday, and started searching for Ted. After a week, their vet told them Ted was at the shelter and had been adopted. The vet acted as an intermediary, but to no avail: the new family won't give Ted up. So the first family went to the local paper, and now everyone in town has an opinion on the matter.
I think they should get together and see who Ted wants to be with.