Rosie and the Operator refer to this black day as Double Disaster Day……Rosie started the day with a disaster and The Operator well and truly trumped it a few hours later.
You may consider Rosies to be a little trivial and light weight….no way, Rosie has a morning routine and if it is interrupted the day is in decline.
It all started in the Hahei shower, Rosie is in the unisex showers, it is hair wash and intensive conditioner day…come on, don’t scoff, the summer sun is a killer for coloured hair, the proper protection and conditioning treatments need adhering too. Rosie is in the unisex shower cause the showers are metered for 5 mins….sssoooo not long enough for a girl to do her beauty biz. The Operator was instructed to come into the shower block and re push my hot water button at the allotted time giving Rosie another 5 mins. The button is craftily put outside the shower and changing cubicle door to discourage a double dip of hot water. The code was set, a pink towel over the top of the door indicated the shower Rosie was in…The Operator did a covert tap on the door to let Rosie know there was another 5 mins on the clock.
Rosie was just about to start soaping at that stage, The Operator had just left, the slippery block of Dove was in Rosies hand one minute, then horror of horrors…Rosie is juggling it on her finger tips, a NNNooooo is forming on Rosies lips, the soap slips, Rosie dives to catch it, it re slips through her fingers….and, falls into the drain channel at the end of the shower…bobbing away like a little boat in the water current.
NNNNoooooooo. All is not lost, the channel runs through all of the showers, there is bound to be a grill in the last one to catch such unforeseen problems….all Rosie has to do is go to the last shower…4 doors down and check…SSssooooo hair in a conditioned lather, towel wrapped as tightly round her as possible Rosie edges her pudgy body around the shower door in the unisex shower block ‘please God dont let a guy be there brushing their teeth’….towel to short, legs to fat….sigh of relief, no one there.
Disaster! Someone is in the last cubicle…is it a guy or a girl? Rosie knocks on the door.
‘Hi, sorry to interrupt your shower…’ OMG I cannot believe I am doing this…if I was behind that door I would terrified of the weirdo speaking to me while I was naked….’uuummm, I just dropped my soap and wonder if it is caught in the drain trap in your shower…..’ OMG that sounds like the lamest pick up line ever.
A voice answers…its a guy…shame Rosie. ‘No, there is no soap here, there is only a hole, it must have gone down the drain….I have finished washing…do you want to borrow mine?’
No No No No No No this is wrong on so many levels. ‘No thanks I’m fine, cheers’.
Rosie scuttles with shame back to her shower cubicle, dives back under the water to rinse her hair and have a soap less wash…is that possible? In her shame, Rosie has forgotten to re push the hot water button, cold water engulfs her….the anger and grumpiness sets in, not a good start to the day!
hahaha…did you get his phone number too?