It's Not What It Looks Like!Cawl wrote two years ago, "People seem to have a knack for walking in at just the wrong time:
"Well, my clothes got wet, so did his... Yes, officer, huddling together to conserve body heat... Yes officer, he's five... No Officer... I'm not his Dad."
What have you done that, in retrospect, you'd really rather nobody had seen, mostly as things just get worse the more you try to explain it?
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chthonic, Thu 9 Dec 2010, 21:56)
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It's not what it sounds like.Part of working freelance means that I rarely meet any of my clients, as it is easier to use email or the phone to arrange the work and then send it when it is finished. However, once I had to meet a client to discuss a job and we arranged a mutually convenient spot to rendezvous - a hotel lobby midway between his office and my studio. I got there on my scooter and when I couldn't spot anyone who might conceivably be the client, went outside and rang him on my mobile.
"Sorry about the delay" he explained "I've been stuck in traffic. Be with you in five minutes. Where will I find you?"
"Oh, that's easy" I replied, "I'm outside in the carpark, holding my helmet."
(, Sat 11 Dec 2010, 14:27, Reply)
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