I saw Stuart today for the first time this year. Because he’s my boss he thinks he can boss me around. Actually, he can. I’m quite intimidated by him, even though he’s a cretin.
About a year after I bought this apartment, which I love, Stuart was looking around to buy a place for his daughter, Natalie, to inhabit. So, of all the hundreds of thousands of homes in this city, he bought the apartment next to mine! You could think it mightn’t be too bad, but it is, as Natalie not only has a face like a ferret but is as nosey as one as well. I feel like I’m under surveillance all the time.
Anyway, I told Stuart I was going to the shops at lunchtime to return a yellow, red and green blouse Mum and Dad gave me for Christmas, so I don’t, you know, look like a traffic light. He said he supposed that after Christmas the returns counter would have many happy returns. He thinks he’s hilarious. I told him mine was one.