The week got off to a bad start when I turned up and found that the roadworks outside the shop, far from being “finished in a week” were looking worse than ever and the signs diverted the public through our car park. No point quibbling, builders just do what they want.
Then, looking for something where it should be, rather than where it had been randomly stashed by one of my colleagues, I fumbled the whole lot and dumped a box of coin sets on the floor, breaking several cases and letting a number of coins run free. twenty seconds later I had one of those premonitions and turned to find a couple of nuns looking at me as if they’d never heard a man swear before.
Though the meek many inherit the earth, the visitors they encourage tend to pass off a lot of foreign coins in the collection boxes, which they bring to us after it has built up enough.
As if this wasn’t bad enough my lunchtime sandwich disintegrated and spread a film of Marie Rose sauce (or Thousand Islands Dressing if you are American) and wholemeal bread crumbs over my keyboard. Then I produced a listing for Swiss coin sets that looked like it had been typed by a man with broken fingers. Some fo this was my ineptitude
I’m currently sitting at home typing and wondering why I bothered getting out of bed this morning. Very little has gone right and have left my camera at work again, even though I wanted to use it for something tonight.
Warning – I am experimenting with being an unreliable narrator, as we writers say. Which of the above facts do you think is a lie?
I have days like that, when everything I touch seems to disintegrate!
Of course, on a really bad day it’s me that disintegrates. 🙂
Well, now I know it was the nuns, but I would never have guessed 🙂
I just felt the need for something to lift the mood of the day. 🙂
It was a good one
Thank you. 😉
It’s not called Marie Rose sauce?
I understood that it was known as Thousand Island Dressing in the USA. It’s really just mayonnaise and tomato ketchup, but I like to add an air of mystery and sophistication…
Technically, it also contains chopped up pickle as well….FYI…I went to make an egg and found that there were none left. So I made a cheese and pickle sandwich….Pullman loaf, aged cheddar, homemade bread and butter pickle. Delicious
I never realised it could be so complicated, then I remembered watching American cookery shows. Even that nice Pioneer Woman seems to use far more ingredients than are really necessary…
One thing pandemic has taught me is to use less things in my cooking. My family is far happier. Though I fear those on cooking shows would scoff…
Yes, it has altered my outlook on food a little, though old habits creep back. Our TV cooks all seem to want us to use salt, which I stopped doing years ago. All American shows seem to want us to use kosher salt so I get both high blood pressure and worries about religion…
😉 I use sea salt…I’m sure someone disapproves of that
Cultural appropriation! Give it back to the fish!
Omg….I’m such a bad person….
It’s very hard not to be a bad person these days. It’s almost impossible not to be responsible for something that upsets someone via the actions of your great-great-great grandparents. I myself am responsible for slavery, famine and he imposition of the Imperial yoke on a large proportion of the world’s population. Fortunately, nobody has yet asked me to apologise for the Spanish Inquisition, the Pilgrim Fathers or the episode of happy Days where he jumps over the shark, but it won’t be long…
And now…Jane Austen is cancelled….
I had to look that up. If tea drinking is racist it looks like I will just have to call myself a racist and be done with it.
The nuns! I didn’t think it odd as I read it, I even had a lovely picture in my head ( there were 3 of them in full habit. Two were shocked but the little one was giggling.) But as soon as you posed the question, I picked that one.
Hoping tomorrow is just the opposite for you.
Thank you for the Marie Rose translation. Saved me a question.
Yes, I’m bilingual in food matters English-American. Yes, I have sold chickens to nuns when I was a salesman but I have never been visited by nuns in the shop. 🙂
The whole day sounded a bit improbable to me knowing how well organised and competent you are in the ordinary way.
I hope it was the one about the nuns and breaking the cases. Yikes!
It was the nuns, the rest is true. We do get lots of foreign coins from churches and temples, though none from nuns and none today.
That is a beautiful robin photo, Quercus!
As for which statement is a lie? Truth is often stranger than fiction, though finding nuns in a coin shop might seem unusual to me. 🙂
That’ the one! We have church wardens, temple elders and priests but we haven’t had nuns so far (and yes, all these people do get foreign coins in the collection plate) 🙂
The nuns did seem to be too good to be true, especially coupled with walking in just as you uttered an expletive.
True, but as if by coincidence the lady from the Catholic Aid Foundation rang to make an appointment to bring us some bags of coins on Friday. 🙂
WE will see what she brings…