Cute crib! Cute bump!
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Cute crib! Cute bump!
Cute Mom to be too!
PCA and I ransacked the flat. There is no suitcase here. I shall ring cleaning agency tomorrow.
Seska, you might want to frame your call to the cleaning people that you can't find it, and does she remember if/where she moved it?
Cute mom! Cute bump! Cute crib!
Seska, you might want to frame your call to the cleaning people that you can't find it, and does she remember if/where she moved it?
Is a good idea - but how do I cover three different things having gone missing with that?
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Cute mom! Cute bump! Cute crib!
I concur with the above.
Is a good idea - but how do I cover three different things having gone missing with that?
You don't actually. You just frame it that way, so you don't seem like you're making an accusation, while anybody listening will hear the actual unstated accusation. So they know what you're upset about, but you're not immediately putting the firm on the defensive -- you're giving them a way to save face and still either get you your stuff back or fire the cleaner.
Seska, you might want to frame your call to the cleaning people that you can't find it, and does she remember if/where she moved it?
Well, you could make it just less accusatory with a sampling of that. "We're a little worried. Possibly she moved it and we just can't find these things. But they are missing. [Clearly unspoken but obviously there, or you can say it: it's highly unlikely they walked off on their own and we have already scoured the flat, but we don't really want to believe this of her]"
Well, you could make it just less accusatory with a sampling of that. "We're a little worried. Possibly she moved it and we just can't find these things. But they are missing.
I like that. Thanks. I'll give that a go.
Big dinner with wine has made me sleepy. Time for Radio 4 comedies in bed, followed by sleeping. All good things. Night-night, Bitches!
Night, Seska!
I remember my nephew declaring girls more trouble than they were worth when he was in college.
My youngest brother has reached the same conclusion. Which, given his dating history, is understandable. (He has plenty of female friends, it's just that the ones with which there's a mutual attraction seem to be prone to such behaviour as moving back to South Africa to give their ex-boyfriend another chance.)