I felt I was in danger of breaking what I thought was one of my simpler New Year resolutions today, so I went and bought a new vacuum cleaner from Kmart, for one tenth of the price of the one I bought at the vacuum cleaner shop. And guess what. It’s brilliant. Sounds like a jumbo jet, has big openings (always a good thing), picks everything up, doesn’t get stuck on corners, and doesn’t decide to empty everything it picks up from one room onto the floor of the next room. I think it’s time the media exposed this great vacuum cleaner scam. Put me in a good mood for the rest of the day. I love solving problems. Although I now have a new problem. What am I going to do with my old top of the range vacuum cleaner? It cost too much to throw out and it’s so awkward to store.
Anyway, tonight, to celebrate my vacuum cleaner success, I went out with Donna, down the local. I was hoping for some admiration. But it’s impossible with Donna. It’s like she interviews people all night but never listens to the answers, as, while they’re answering one question, you can see her brain is madly searching for the next question. She insists you learn by asking questions. No Donna. You learn by listening to the answers and, even then, only if the other person knows what they’re talking about. She talks faster than I can listen. When is it my turn to talk?
Came home empty-handed of course. At least I have clean floorboards.