Wednesday, October 31, 2012

A truely scary Hallowe'en story

Today was one of those days.
I was in Mullingar at the ungodly hour of 8.45 as Roxy was having her timing belt changed.
I think I could do with that myself!
I then had a few hours to myself until she was ready. As I walked down the street I passed my beauty salon and thought
Ah ha! I could do with getting my legs waxed! That would pass a bit of time.
As luck would have it they could fit me in, within the hour.
In passing I told my beautician that I was killing time while my car was in the garage, She started to laugh and said that it was amazing the number of frantic calls she got from clients looking for an emergency massage or facial while their car was next door! Unfortunately they were never from men!
I suggested that herself and the garage should go into partnership  and have a two-for-one deal on all services!
Wax on, wax off!
When I came out I saw that I had a missed call from an unknown number. I rang back.
"Hello", replied an unfamiliar Northern accent.
" I have a missed call from this number."
"Oh yes. I am the courier from DHL. I have a package for you from Next and I was looking for directions to your house. Unfortunately that was an hour ago. I am no longer in Raharney."
"Sorry about that. I am in Mullingar."
"Really. Where abouts?"
"Eh, outside Benetton!"
"Jaysus. Look at McDonald's across the street."
I did, and OMG! There was the DHL guy in his little yellow and red suit, waving across at me! He leaned into his van, took out a parcel, raced across the busy street and handed it to me.He then turned on his heels and raced back. I stood there open-mouthed.
What are the chances of that happening?
It was just plain FREAKY, even for Hallowe'en.