Monday was perhaps the most fun I’ve had at work for several years and generally I enjoy the bit I do so this was even more fun. Why then was this so funny I was giggling to myself all night long and desperately trying not to burst out laughing or tip toe round the room in hysterics?
I arrived to find Ambrose struggling with the doorbell which clearly needed new batteries. Those fitted he asked me to test the door and the damn thing had changed its tone. Not really any bother until Ambrose went out into the hall and the sensor chimed in with something very much like this:
I immediately had visions of Wile E Coyote sneaking up on the Road Runner with a bomb in his hand. I laughing again now just thinking of it. No matter what I tried it kept going off all night long and giving me a giggling fit. Just when I’d calmed down it would start again and I cracked up. Can not remember teaching much.