Sunday, November 12, 2006

Giving in to Scottish sterotypes.

It's Saturday night. I'm hungry, waiting for my Chinese takeaway to arrive. The doorbell rings and I answer, happy to see that it's the delivery driver with my food.

A large moth flies out of my purse as I open it.

How the hell did it get in there?




...That mocking feeling is not going away.

16 comments:

Annie said...

Tee hee!

(It's probably because you are broke hon, rather than mean)

realdoc said...

Has that ever happened before?
To anyone?
Ever?

Fraudulent Little Tart said...

It could be worse, you could be from Yorkshire!

;o)

baggiebird said...

Oh dear H I tried not to laugh, really I did!:-)

Del said...

That's great. Like the time I slipped on a banana skin. I thought it was only supposed to happen in cartoons. It bruised my bottom in an all too real way...

Romeo Morningwood said...

auuuuch neeew!
I for one refuse to believe that that ALL Scots are parsimonious.
My first impression was a moth fluttering about gave me a Silence of the Lambs moment...run along now Clarice.
DOH! now I am craving Chinois!

Anonymous said...

Absolute class. :D

Molly Bloom said...

God...that is like seeing someone actually slipping over on a banana skin. You are wondrous Heather. That is so cool.

Anonymous said...

I suspect the myth of meanness was put about by the English at a time when they hadn't left the Scots much to be generous with. I've always found them very hospitable.

Terri Nixon said...

It happened to me several years ago after I'd spent the day helping my family clear out an old shed in the village. Wasn't very big though, was one of those fuzzy little things (and boy do I have a horrible dream-story about those) that fall apart when you touch them. It'd obviously flown/dropped in when my Dad had given me some pocket money for helping - the sodding things were everywhere.
Never slipped on a banana skin though ...

Anonymous said...

Heather,
You must be up to something fun out in the rw!

Annie said...

Where be Heather? Did the moth frighten you away? Hope you're okay.

P said...

Lol!!

Romeo Morningwood said...

Hey Lassie, everything OK?
Too busy to blog are weeee!

Jen said...
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Jen said...

You know, that's never happened to me, but I have once forgotten to give a delivery driver a tip.*

This was on Christmas Eve.

It was horrible; I felt so stereotypically Scottish I nearly shat a haggis.


*I could have ran after him in his little nissan, but it was very wet outside and I hadn't any slippers on. I did get given some that very next morning, however. We may meet again someday across a doorstep. Then I shall reimburse him. Twice.