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Dylan is in a queue at the Supermarket when he notices that the rather dishy blonde behind him has just raised her hand
and is giving him a big ‘
hello’
.
He is rather taken aback that such a looker would be waving to him, and although her face is vaguely familiar, Dylan can’t
place where he might know her from, so he says, ‘Sorry, do you know me?’
She
replies, ‘I may be mistaken, but I thought you might be the father of one of my children’
Dylan’s
mind shoots back to the one and only time he has been unfaithful, ‘Blimey!’
he says, ‘Did
we meet on Frank’s
stag do in Newport? Dylan continued, ‘When I got out of the police station and got back to the hotel room you had gone.’
No, ‘she replies, ‘I’m your son’s
English Teacher’
Names have been changed to protect the guilty.
Another tale from the Supermarket
Cedric watched as a woman at his supermarket shopped with a three-year-old girl riding in the child’s
seat. As they approached the sweet section the little girl
asked for some liquorice sticks and her mother told her, ‘No’
. The little girl immediately began to whine and fuss. The mother said softly, ‘Now Cindy, our shopping is going well, Don’t
be upset………we’ll soon be out of here.’
Presently, they came to the aisle where the ice cream was on offer and the little girl began to ask for an ice lolly. When told she couldn’t
have one she began to
cry. The mother said gently, ‘There, there, Cindy, don’t
cry. Only two more aisles to go and then we’ll be at the check out’
.
When they got to the conveyer belt the little girl immediately began to
demand sweets next to the checkout. Finally she threw a tantrum when her mother would not let her have any sweets. The mother, calmed her saying, ‘Cindy, we’ll be through this queue in two minutes and
then we can go home and have a glass of squash and a knap.’
Cedric followed them out to the car park and stopped the woman to compliment her on her child management.
‘I couldn’t
help
admiring how patient you were with little Cindy, ‘Cedric said.
The mother turned and replied, ‘Oh, no, I’m Cindy. My little girl’s
name is Dorothy.