Posted in Funny Stories

Fuss in Boots

I’m not sure if this is an epic eyesight fail or me just being blumming me…

Went to visit the coast. Had a lovely walk around, with fantastic company, very funny day. The sun was shining. Warm. Absolutely gorgeous day there. Always say I’m going to have doughnuts. Never do.

Learnt that the fog that was rapidly rolling inland was called Haar. Which turned the air really cold, the more it came in, like a coastal fog covering everything.

This photograph below was taken in the afternoon. Covering the Grand Hotel, Scarborough and the Big wheel there.

Shadowy photo of Haar or sea fret inland with sun covered by this
PICTURE DESCRIPTION the Grand Hotel in Scarborough and big wheel masked in fog like seafret or Haar

Anyway… (rambling)… had my comfy plain black Doc Martens on #standard.

When I got home I was taking my boots off. Went to undo the zip on the other… No zip 🤔

I’d had 2 different boots on ALL day!

Both different sizes as well One size 7. The other size 8. 🤦‍♀️

Picture of 2 different sized Doc Martens boots. One plain black. On with red roses on the side.
PICTURE DESCRIPTION 2 pairs of odd Doc Martens boots. One plain black. One with red roses on the side.

My friend said he’d noticed when we were sat outside at the pub but didn’t say anything 😂

Thing is. As I was picked up from home that morning, I said I’d nearly popped 2 different boots on and STILL did it.

I’ve done this sort of thing before too.

Posted in Funny Stories

Blind Vision

Ey up.

So… Had a quick look on ebay today.

Couldn’t find my glasses.

Ah.. Bid on it anyway.

This happened 🙈

Screenshot of ebay app showing bid for over 300 pound for a t-shirt
Ebay retract bid form
PICTURE DESCRIPTION EBay Bid Of £378. Photo of retracted bid.

UPDATE

Found them!

Retro, 50s, winged, tortoiseshell, standard 👏

Candle burning beside them glasses I've found on windowsill
PICTURE DESCRIPTION Picture of glasses on windowsill by a candle
Posted in Funny Stories, How I'm Adapting

National Express

Was going into town to meet a friend the other week. So decided to have a nice walk to the bottom of the hill to catch the bus.

I needed a day Rider/Rover thingy bob. As I was going further afield. So, I counted out some coins at home. It’s less stressful. Popped them in my jeans pocket, all organised like. Ready for the bus.

The bus came. I’m looking at my handful of coins. I’m now really doubting my seeing skills from earlier. Not wanting to be too short on the bus fare and then having to panic scramble about in my purse looking for coins that I can’t see unless it’s the 50p or the pound coin. Knowing this would make me less likely to get the correct ones as I’m under pressure. I decided to scrap that idea.

Bus arrived. I told people waiting to go infront of me. This would give me abit of time to think what I would do.

Then, like a lightbulb going off in my head. I remembered my new contactless bank card. I’m a genius. I thought. Glanced up looking at the bottom of the bus to see if they accepted it. They did! Embarrassment averted. Got on the bus. Very pleased with myself that now I have this card I don’t have any trouble with pin numbers, card machines or coins anymore! Only to be confronted by a black thing infront of me I didn’t recognise.

After wafting my card all over and around the black thing. Like I was swatting a fly. The bus driver then eventually told me where to place the card.

Found a seat and thought well I least I know where to put it next time. I text my friend to tell her I was on the bus and it would be around near her bus stop soon.

Except it wouldn’t.

I looked up and saw stairs. Its supposed to be a single decker. In my panic about coins. I got on the wrong bus.

Woman on bus with brown hair looking shocked