Death to Chloe Parsons

We ordered in breakfast for work, and I ate more than I can handle and now I am falling asleep.

So another long weekend this weekend.

Horrah!

I feel like driving someone but alas, this cannot be.

I think my mum and I are going to drive down to the coast on Sunday morning for breakfast in an effort to get my licence in this lifetime.

I didn't post this yesterday, as I thought my feelings of the day wouldn't give this story justice.

But yesterday when I was at work, I answered the phone, and there was this man on the other end who could hardly speak any english, the line was really bad and this is how our convosation went:

Me: Hello, Billy Conolly fan club, Chuck the great speaking

Man: Oh hello, this is __ from _______________, your order from half hour ago is ready.

Me: Ah, what order was it?

Man: 6 bag of food and spring roll

Me: I don't think we ordered this, but I will just check with everyone else.

(put man on hold)

I then asked everyone if they had ordered the food and they said no, but we are willing to take it.

(picked up the phone)

Me: Are you there? We didn't order this food.

Man: I have your order ready

Me: I'm sorry, but we didn't order this food.

(pretty much this convosation went on for about 5 more minutes)

Me: I think you must have the wrong number

Man: Ohhh, wrong number, sorry.

All this time I was thinking what the shiznizzle is going on?

And I was asking everyone if they ordered food, everyone was listening blah blah blah, then about 3 minutes after I hung up from the man, I got another call

Me: Hello Billy Connolly Fan Club, Chuck the Great speaking

Bitchface: hahakdsjhflaksdhfahdsfkjhadklfhalkdjhfakdjhf (histerical laughter)

Me: Damn you Chloe, damn you Chloe to hell!

In case you didnt' follow.. I got prank called by Chloe with an iphone application.

Okay, I really didn't do this story justice.

But at least I am wearing my new and incredible shoes!

Here is a family photo taken last year at Christmas: