Well, as Kryten from Red Dwarf once said, "Spin my nipple nuts and send me to Alaska".
Today has been one of those days whereby no matter what I say or how I've said it, or how it's meant, someone has taken offence.
It started at the paper shop this morning when I asked for the P & J (local NE/Northern Scotland daily broadsheet). The newsagent, bless, gave me the Currant Bun instead. I simply remarked (lightheartedly) that I wasn't in the mood for breasts and gossip. However, he retorted by saying, we're not all clever gits now are we? Somewhat stunned, I left. Minus the P&J.
Next faux pas happened with a punter that we were moving stuff for. "Having any luck in buying a new property?" I genuinely enquired. "Absolutely none of your damn business" was the answer. Well pardon me for being polite and trying to make conversation.
3rd strike came when I telephoned a client and mistakenly thought I was speaking to the lady of the household when actually it was her husband (must tell BT to check that line again ).
And finally, a forum post earlier tonight.
So, if you find some offence at this blog entry, well........Tough. I've had enough and I'm off to bed. That way I can definitely keep my big gob shut for a few hours anyway.