I was just about to start a blog about the merits of modern day phenomenon of "The Bromance" ( alongside the obligatory steaming cup of coffee) when the electricity meter reader turned to, interrupting me for the third time before 9 am !
I am trying to fit in a few jobs this morning, The buff Orpington who had the impacted crop, still has not shifted the blockage, so is presently sat quietly in a black bucket on the kitchen table waiting to go to her vet's appointment at 10am, I have a load of eggs to hand deliver and I have promised to give a friend a lift to the doctors before midday.
The meter reading guy is a morose kind of character who never stays long when on his rounds.He runs the gauntlet of dogs with his usual dead-pan expression, takes his readings then leaves with his usual comment of " see you next time".
Today he walked into the kitchen, and after giving the forlorn buff a glance without saying anything, he side stepped Mabel who was waggling her bottom rather energetically into George's face and went into the lounge to read the meter, followed by William and Meg
On his return he pointed to Mabel and uncharacteristically asked
" what's up with her?"
"She's desperate for a shag" I answered as Mabel slow danced backwards yet againwith a hopeful smile on her face.
The meter reading man's expression of gloom never changed
"I know exactly how she feels" he said sadly and left without further comment.
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I'll blog about the buff and my weightwatchers weigh in later when I have time
There is nothing worse than waddling around with bollocks like static water tanks...
ReplyDeleteNo wonder he looked miserable!
Hmmmmm! Now I think I know what's going on with our meter reader.
ReplyDeleteMaybe its a meter reader thing! lol!
Tom
ReplyDeletethat statement conjures up TOO MUCH!
What a droll meter-reader you have! Many porn-films begin with a meter-reader knocking at the door... so I am told.
ReplyDeleteJohn, you expect ME to say something poetic and talk about unrequieted love?
ReplyDeleteBollocks. We've all been there and it is bloody miserable so I feel sorry for the meter man and I feel sorry for your dog.
Right now, I am being treated to a highly unusual sight, BUILDERS! And the even more unusual sight of the project manager. I have driven a big stake into the ground and, with a sufficiently long chain to allow him to perform his duties, I am going to manacle him to it until the job is done.
Guys - you all have a simple answer!
ReplyDeleteCoughs erm I thought it was the plumber T om
ReplyDeleteAJ!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHilarious.
ReplyDeleteI will not be able to look at our window cleaner, who is the grumpiest man in the county, without thinking of this.
Just another day, then.
ReplyDeleteI am without words today! Our meter reader says nothing at all which maybe for the best.
ReplyDeleteI love humour delivered with a straight face!
ReplyDeleteThe girls around here often have that look...but then this is Essex.
ReplyDeletePoor dear man!
ReplyDeletePoor soul (the meter reader I mean) maybe if he smiled more often he might have half a chance.
ReplyDeleteYou guys electric meters are inside your home so they come inside each month to read them? Interesting.
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I should get My meter read?
ReplyDeletem.
My meter reader always smiles and waves when he sees me. He obviously doesn't have any static water tank problem.
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Did he bring his big tool John?
ReplyDeleteInterrupted by the meter reader three times before 9am? Things are looking up!
ReplyDeleteOur meters are outside here in the US. What a nuisance to have someone tromp through your house once a month to read the meter!
ReplyDeleteOur meter reader brings treats for our dogs, and don't we ALL need a good treat now and then ?
ReplyDeletepriceless!
ReplyDeleteNo wonder he's "morose"! You didn't even offer him a cup of tea and a slice of Welsh rarebit. He's providing you with a vital, skilled service that takes years of training and yet he leaves your house with nothing but a few numbers and some bulldog juice on his trousers. Poor fellow!
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I never know what you're going to come up with next! LOL...
ReplyDeleteThinking about it now it's pretty odd to be having these men come to the house in this day & age...but it is fun watching them try to get past Dillon who goes frantic with excitement when he sees one.
ReplyDeletePoor Mabel and the meter man. Not nice to be 'without' is it!
ReplyDeleteSNORT!
ReplyDelete(I am in love with your meter man. Can you please set us up?)
(And AJ - love your link!!!!!!!)
ReplyDeleteThe farmer is speechless at the fact that you are intending to take a hen to the vets! I, on the other hand, am full of admiration.
ReplyDeleteLOL you live such an interesting life John!!!
ReplyDeleteI have never met our meter readers.
ReplyDeleteBut in Oz our meters are outside.
So wait...is "meter reading" a metaphor? ;-)
ReplyDeleteweaver I dont usually take them but I have tried to clear the crop myself and just can't!
ReplyDeletepoor thing... if they will do the proceedure simply I will go ahead ( ie open her crop up under a quick local) if not I will put the hen down
I love the fact that some people are shocked that the meter reader actually comes INTO your house!!!
ReplyDeleteOur meter men don't come into the house here either. I have found myself feeling sorry for yours though. That poor sad man being confronted with happy coupledom (is that a word?) everwhere he goes.
ReplyDeleteWhere would you want him to come?
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