Sometimes I Just Have to Laugh

Oy Oy darling ones...

How are you this fine Easter?  Hope you are enjoying the fine weather.

I'm not, thanks for asking.  I'd much rather be running around Edinburgh's parks or diving in the glorious doggy swimming pools kindly provided by the government outside their parliament buildings... as per this photo posted by me Austrian friend:

You can find more like this on the TaxAssist West Edinburgh Facebook page just look for the posts by Immer Doch...

But here I am, having to work for living just because me humans have decided that they stupidly need to look after their customers and continue to do what they call work.

But I did have to smile the other day at a little interplay between Richard and our Admin guy, Alan.

Now, I have to say Alan is a terrific guy... I mean he's owned by a dog and everything, but, bless him, sometimes if he's concentrating on something really hard, he doesn't always hear when someone is calling his name.

Change the word 'someone' in the last sentence to 'Richard'.

On this particular occasion Alan was on his way to the post office when Richard realised he needed a letter posted.  So, he quickly followed, calling to Alan asking him to wait.

Alan didn't hear Dickie Boy who continues to chase him up the street waving his envelope frantically above his heas, all the while shouting:

'Alan, Alan, Alan, Alan...'

It made me snigger and then I started chuckling, which was soon followed by a guffaw and then a downright laugh.

Mostly because I'd remembered this piece of film...

I defy you not snigger yourself when you watch it.

Anyway, Alan eventually heard and the mail was posted, all present and correct.

But now Richard thinks it's terribly funny to wander round the office muttering 'Alan, Alan, Alan...'

That was until Alan, Alan, Alan said to him: 'You know, that's really annoying.'

Well said Alan... Alan, Alan!