So the other day the wife went to work. I decided I wanted to inflate around 10 huge balloons. We're talking 20-36" balloons, a gl1200 and some balloons that have club Steffi and I've been a very naughty Balloon on.
I left these in the bedroom because nobody was going in there and the only person visiting that day was the gas engineer. He didn't need the bedroom. He only tests the boiler in the kitchen and the cooker in the kitchen..all of which are downstairs.
The van arrives outside. It's a woman. Nothing wrong with that at all. She tests the boiler, tests the cooker.
Now she's telling me she needs to check every.single.radiator.in.every.room.
Dammit!! My head was in a huge spin. I had huge balloons in the bedroom what do I do where do they go? She went out to her van for her toolbox I shot upstairs, managed to untie 9 huge balloons in seconds. The huge pink soap balloon that was straining at its knot however would not budge. I wasn't popping it no way and she would have heard the bang outside anyway. I grabbed all the soft well used balloons I could and squashed them all in the wardrobe and closed the door. I could only leave the huge soap on the bed as there was nowhere else for it. I got back downstairs as she came back with her toolbox and claimed I'd left my phone on charge and someone rang me. I sweater every minute she was upstairs tinkering. She said nothing just looked at me when she came downstairs. I just pretended to talk to the dog who also gave me a strange look.
It was absolutely embarrassing and I didn't know what else to do and dreading her return next year as we always have the same engineer
I left these in the bedroom because nobody was going in there and the only person visiting that day was the gas engineer. He didn't need the bedroom. He only tests the boiler in the kitchen and the cooker in the kitchen..all of which are downstairs.
The van arrives outside. It's a woman. Nothing wrong with that at all. She tests the boiler, tests the cooker.
Now she's telling me she needs to check every.single.radiator.in.every.room.
Dammit!! My head was in a huge spin. I had huge balloons in the bedroom what do I do where do they go? She went out to her van for her toolbox I shot upstairs, managed to untie 9 huge balloons in seconds. The huge pink soap balloon that was straining at its knot however would not budge. I wasn't popping it no way and she would have heard the bang outside anyway. I grabbed all the soft well used balloons I could and squashed them all in the wardrobe and closed the door. I could only leave the huge soap on the bed as there was nowhere else for it. I got back downstairs as she came back with her toolbox and claimed I'd left my phone on charge and someone rang me. I sweater every minute she was upstairs tinkering. She said nothing just looked at me when she came downstairs. I just pretended to talk to the dog who also gave me a strange look.
It was absolutely embarrassing and I didn't know what else to do and dreading her return next year as we always have the same engineer
And he wanted to check every heating item in the house. He was really surprised of the size of my balloons in the bedroom. Not that he would say anything, but the look he gave for my precious balloons,
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