The problem with answering your phone before 8am
July 4, 2008 by jhbprincess
Wednesday morning I had a call from Kay, which started with “Princess, [I have all my friends call me Princess – it helps with my low self esteem] are you pregnant??”
“No, are you?”
“No, but I dreamt you were.”
Well that’s just dandy I tell her – I am of course flattered that you’re dreaming about me (at least SOMEONE is!), but being pregnant…well. I’d rather not.
Anyway
Of course she goes on to explain this dream… in this dream I say to you “But Princess, You don’t even have a boyfriend!” to which you then reply – “Come now Kay, you don’t have to have a boyfriend to fall pregnant, [even in other people’s dreams I’m pretty smart it seems] it was a one night stand with a guy I work with, you know – Greg”
At this point in real life – I’m dead quiet.
I work with a Greg. A really nice bloke, who I have never really spoken to Kay about.
Of course I make the fatal mistake of telling her all of this.
Well she’s now off to Yoga and burning incense while concentrating on the lotto. I’m a little freaked out about the fact he made me breakfast this morning.
*Names changed to protect the innocent
Perhaps if “Greg” is making your breakfast he’s not so innocent.
Could be he’s lying in wait just so he can give you an ovary massage and have a little nipper.
Could be fun
He made you breakfast, eh?
How do you like your eggs – fertilised or unfertilised?
Bah – no comment luv?
Lets face it the only innocent one in this story is “Kay”