"Can you order a new door," T.Aldous tells Seth. "A black one if you can."
"Fire doors are red," Seth points out. "If we're getting a new fire door it has to be red."
"Thinking about it, I think it should be green. Can you find out how much they cost, give Maisie the order and I'll get it passed through today."
"You can't have a green door. Fire doors have to be red."
"That's ridiculous. A green door would go better."
"Fire doors have to be red."
"Now you're being awkward."
Unbelievable tales from One Who Knows.
‘It is a comfort in wretchedness to have companions in woe’.
We're taking a bit of a breather while the world rearranges its underpants. Meanwhile, the other blog is here.
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Henry Ford's fire door
We need to get a new fire door — the existing one's battered to buggery, what with one thing or another, and the Fire Safety Officer says it needs sorting.
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