Had to wait a few minutes to exit a yard this morning as there was another lorry being “booked in” at the gatehouse.
Security guard sauntered over towards me and I wondered what issue had arisen in the 5 minutes since I’d collected my paperwork and picked up the trailer.
No, she had actually come over to apologise for keeping me waiting.
Had to check I wasn’t actually dreaming 
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Sounds like she was flirting. Did you get her number?
I was offered a brew today after being Told I would have a 15 minute wait for paperwork.
Was stunned.
Alfa1M:
I was offered a brew today after being Told I would have a 15 minute wait for paperwork.Was stunned.
You poor sod. It’s not good news
You’ll get offered more cuppas as you get older.
You aren’t seen as a candidate for a date anymore. You aren’t a threat to a lady’s honour, nor a competitor to Jack the Lad. Just some ole geezer who needs a hot sweet tea to keep him going long enough to get it out their yard.
.
.
Don’t ask me how I know this.
Franglais:
Was stunned.
You poor sod. It’s not good news
You’ll get offered more cuppas as you get older.
You aren’t seen as a candidate for a date anymore. You aren’t a threat to a lady’s honour, nor a competitor to Jack the Lad. Just some ole geezer who needs a hot sweet tea to keep him going long enough to get it out their yard.
.
.
Don’t ask me how I know this.
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I must have been missing something among the deserted council depots and land fill sites of my mispent youth as a council driver.
While they all must have been tucked up in bed at home out of reach during the next 15 years of night trunking. 
I always hated tea anyway.
Franglais:
Alfa1M:
I was offered a brew today after being Told I would have a 15 minute wait for paperwork.Was stunned.
You poor sod. It’s not good news
You’ll get offered more cuppas as you get older.
You aren’t seen as a candidate for a date anymore. You aren’t a threat to a lady’s honour, nor a competitor to Jack the Lad. Just some ole geezer who needs a hot sweet tea to keep him going long enough to get it out their yard.
.
.
Don’t ask me how I know this.
And there was I thinking I’ve still got it.
me to pete, that franglais as just killed dozens of ego’s in a few words… 
