A Theory

I have been toying with getting a new phone for a while but I wasn't planning on doing it until next year. But Fate has forced my hand, as my old phone has gone kaput so I am now the proud owner of a sexy new camera phone.

There is only one problem. Shit ringtones. I mean really, really bad.

This is where the theory comes in. I believe that the ringtones are deliberately shit. That way you have to download something which doesn't either irritate the hell out of you or is too quiet to be heard.

It's a conspiracy!

Things That My Dad Does

I will be the first to admit that I am a Daddy's Girl, however there are some things my Dad does which I just really don't understand. Such as;

• Hiding in the dark space by the front door and then jumping out whenever I (or anyone else) walks in the door.
  
• Chastising me for swearing when the above occurs.
• Gilbert & Sullivan - just don't ask
• Cheap bread. This is one of the worst, our freezer is full of 10p markdown loaves of bread which are still going to be half stale when they are defrosted.
  

Youthful Good Looks? I sincerely doubt it.

Almost forgot to post about this. It seems that there is a slight misconception about me at my present place at work.

Several of my co-workers appear to have the strange idea that I am about 17 or 18 years old. I was asked the other week if I had had my A-level results. To which I replied 'Yes thanks. Five years ago!'.

And when buying some alcohol the other day (whilst with my sister who is also over the legal age) I was asked for ID!! My jaw hit the floor and I must have looked so stunned that the woman on the checkout launched into the lecture on how it is only my job and I could be breaking the law etc etc.

She back-pedalled when she saw the date of birth on my driving license and proceeded to call me 'Madam'.

Talk about adding insult to injury!