We have three new members of staff. Two sixteen year old girls and one very, very Welsh chap. All three are shaping up beautifully, they are hard working, pleasant, punctual and helpful.
I was working with one of the girls, I’ll all her Gracie because that’s her name. “Make sure that toilet roll has a point on it.” I said to her. “Of course”, she said as she almost skipped into the bathroom. She came back out looking horrified. “It hasn’t got a point on it.”
“It hasn’t, Oh God! What shall we do about it?”
She stood and stared at me like a rabbit in the headlights. “I don’t know. Shall I see if I can find one with a point on it?”
“Well, let’s go and see if we can fix this one first”, I said to her, struggling to not guffaw out loud.
We walked into the bathroom together and I folded the toilet roll to a neat point. “Phew. That could have been nasty. Thank goodness we fixed it.
She looked at me shocked, disgusted and then started to laugh. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I just fell for that!”
Hahahaaa. Small pleasures.