Seriously…? They have got to joking, but then I stop and think about it: What would I say? Climb out. (What is a blender again?) No, maybe I’d lay low… (it’s a food processor, isn’t it?) Actually no, if I lay flat, it could still get me and there’d be blood… (and now I’m feeling sick). Or am I small enough to fit under the blades? Is it turned on? Ick, the blades, run…
And this is the moment I look them in the eye, break a confident smile and ask for another question…
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