That’s Stella

I was avoiding phone calls all Saturday. I turned my cell phone on silent and tried to get some sleep. I’ve got a nasty cold and couldn’t get a wink of sleep all night. Anyway I see my cell light up and see it was a private number calling. How mysterious. I let my voicemail get the call, but I couldn’t bare the mystery and minutes later I retrieve my voice messages and it’s a familiar voice…

Hello Stella. Guess who’s back in town!

The familiar voice on the other end was none other than one of my best friends from London, Mr. Right! That sneaky so and so! He slipped into Perth without telling me – I love it! I love surprises! He lived with me for a month in New York and I stayed with him in London two years ago – and that was the last time I saw him. We always managed to keep in touch, even if it was half yearly phone calls.

I caught up with him today over a hot chocolate and yummy food in Mount Lawley and I have to state the obvious and say it is SO good to have him back even if it is only for a few weeks. It’s like he never left.

Anyway other than surprises, I have to share with you another one of my favourite things in this funny world of ours…

I took a sickie from work and was taking an afternoon nap when my slumber was rudely interrupted by the shrill of our phone. I answered the phone and it was a telemarketer claiming they could slash my phone bills in half. I said I wasn’t interested and hung up. My mom came home and I had a winge about the unwanted phone call and said
“I’m so sick of people trying to sell me shit!”.
My mom said “Right.. and this is coming from someone in advertising”.

My friends and I had a big night out a few weeks ago. But I went home early and a few of the boys continued on into the night and dropped a few pills. Anyway in the morning we all met up for brunch. I picked up the lads and upon deciding where to head for brunch, my sidekick boy at work, who is regularly into his ‘substances’ as he likes to put it says
“I say we go to that new organic café. These new organic cafes popping up around the city are fantastic because you know, people these days are just putting crap into their bodies. It’s ridiculous”.
And after he said this, I laughed so hard.

What do these two situations have in common?

That my dear friend is irony.

And you gotta love it!