With this talk of the Pope I've come over all Holy Moly, and I'm ready to confess my sins.
When I was a teenager, one of my mum's friends had a son a year older than me. She thought he was wonderful, but he was in actual fact a tool, so when he asked me out I said no. She was sooo peed off with me , but I had integrity (yes indeed) and I wouldn't budge. However
, when my dad grounded me for a week (I forget why, but it's probably good for another post when I remember), my mum gave me an out if I rang this boy for a date. So I did
The shame! If it makes any difference, this boy stood me up for a second date, and when I phoned him the next day to find put why (I was a bit slow on the uptake), he'd met another girl he liked better and gone out with her instead. Ah well!
Who will forgive me? Do I deserve punishment, or have I suffered enough?
So, have you ever....
....dropped food, then served it anyway?
....faked illness to get out of a deadline?
....blamed it on the dog?
Confess! And feel better. Honest.
(P.S. If you've broken the law, I don't want to know)
What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass!