You've Been Binned!

[Donna Moore]

So, after my encounter with the duck at the weekend, here's the next chapter in the disaster area that is my life.

I got off the bus and was walking down a quiet street on my way to work this morning. Just in front of me were three council workmen picking up the rubbish bags from the offices lining the street, and throwing them into the back of a truck. One of the men was up the steps of an office building. He obviously hadn't seen me because in one move he turned round and launched the dustbin bag at the open bit of the truck. Only something was in the way. Yes, that would be me :o)

The world changed into slow motion. I could see this big black dustbin bag coming towards my head and could do absolutely nothing to stop it. The guy on the stairs could obviously see the same thing, based on the look of horror dawning on his face. I managed to get out a "Shit it's going to h.." before then bag hit me, bouncing off my head to fall on the floor. Luckily, it wasn't heavy. Two of the guys, including the one that had thrown the bag in the first place, came rushing over to see if I was OK. "You missed," I said. "Naw he f****** didnae," said the third guy, who was absolutely howling with laughter.

They say these things come in threes. I certainly hope not. I'm sure I'm going to be appearing on You've Been Framed one of these days!

[Annette Dashofy]

Donna,
This is all great stuff for a novel. Not so much when you're living it, I imagine.

[Donna Moore]

Well, actually, staying home in bed is almost as bad! I was asleep on Sunday night when I was woken up at about midnight by someone trying to get into my flat. I woke up in that disoriented way, stumbled out of bed and fell flat on my face :o) It actually turned out to be my upstairs neighbour who had mistaken my door for his. I'm not sure who was the most scared by the experience!

[Annette Dashofy]

I think you should stay home in bed for the rest of the week until your planets re-align. You're definitely having a rough spell!