WAS BORED, WAS ANNOYING

So The Wine Merchant phoned last night. And probably wished he hadn’t.

Wine Merchant: Baglett! You won’t BELIEVE who I’m sitting next to!
Me: Tom Jones!
WM: Um, no.
Me: Elvis!?
WM: He’s dead Baglett.
Me: So they saaaaay.
WM: Baglett, don’t be ridiculous.
Me: Animal, vegetable or mineral?
WM: You’re bored aren’t you?
Me: Intensely. So who are you sitting next to?
WM: A friend of yours!
Me: Oh my gosh! Is it the lady who begs at my robots!?
WM: She’s a friend of yours?
Me: Well not my best friend but we exchange banter when the robot is red and she is currently wearing half my wardrobe which pretty much constitutes a friend.
WM: Baglett, you’ve been waffling on for so long, she’s talking to someone else now.
Me: Well, she can’t be that good a friend, can she then?
WM: She claims she is. What are you doing by the way?
Me: I’m exhausted. I’ve just finished a long road trip.
WM: Is this the kind of road trip when you follow cars with CA number plates in case you know them?
Me: That’s the one!
WM: Annnnnd?
Me: Didn’t know them.
WM: You never do.
Me: One day Wine Merchant. One day I will know the people driving the CA number plated cars. Are you drunk yet?
WM: No. You?
Me: Always.
WM: Baglett, your friend is telling me to tell you to give her a call.
Me: But she doesn’t have a phone!
WM: Not the lady from the robots Baglett, your actual friend.
Me: Gotcha.

And let that be a lesson to the Wine Merchant to not phone me when there is nothing on TV.