Today I have been decluttering craft gear, educational papers, old assignments, payslips, recipes saved that I will never use, evidence of divorce etc. I am hoping to reduce four 50L plastic storage tubs down to two. …..please wish me luck.
I found a printed email from 2008 titled ‘The Facecloth’. I don’t know who wrote this but I thought it was funny and worth sharing.
THE FACECLOTH.
This has to be read, laughed at it and passed on. There is not a Woman alive today who won’t crack up over this!
I was due for a cancer smear with the doctor later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I have been rescheduled for that morning at 9.30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8.45am. The trip to his office about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to ne able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pyjamas, wet the facecloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the facecloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?” I didn’t respond.
After the appointment , I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal – some shopping. cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 7 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mummy, where’s my facecloth?” I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied ” No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter saved inside it”.
NEVER going back to that doctor, ever !!
Hahaha!!! That’s too funny!! 🤣🤣
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Thats what I thought when I read it. 🙂
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You pioneered the vajazzle!
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Someones great imagination, or maybe it was true and really did happen 🙂
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HAHAHAHAHA!! giant belly laugh here! 😀
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Ditto 🙂
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I am sorry, but I couldn’t help laughing. The ending with the words of your young daughter was a classic.
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I laughed when I read the story. I don’t know where it actually came from or even if it was true or someones creative imagination.
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Oh, this story has made my day thanks for the laugh. In return you may enjoy this post on one of my doctor’s visit. 🙂
https://reallifeofanmsw.com/2015/12/18/personal-questions-at-the-dentist-doctor-and-therapist/
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I am pleased my story made you laugh. I have read your story about the doctor’s visit, what a twist as I was expecting some terrible medical news. Cheers
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So, was I hahaha 🙂
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Oh my oh my! Glitter woudl be rathr uncomfortable in those regions. The doctor had a good sense of humor I think. Thanks for this post it made me laugh.
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It made me laugh too Anne. I wonder if it really did happen or did someone create the story for a bit of fun. 😀
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This was hilarious! I almost spilled my coffee while reading this! 😂
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Me too, we all need a good laugh 😂
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