Wonderful world of Ripley.....

Haven't called the Detective back.......yet....

Today at work was pants. Have presentation tomorrow so been busy as a bee. Sent email to my boss and the finance director saying the bonuses for my team were due in March salary.
Response?

My Boss: 'that's a very big ask'

what the fuck??

Finance director: 'they probably wouldn't get one in a different company in this climate'

eh???


So I said to 2 of my team, shut your computers, put your coats on, the drinks are on me.....

We had a lovely meal, few drinks and a jolly good moan

....even better....I put it all on my Company credit card......


On the drive back, with Sticky Fingers (Rolling Stones) blaring away, a few things didn't sit right. There were odd single newish looking trainers dotted on the kerbsides close to my home. At the crossroads in my village I stopped to let a fabulous classic Mercedes pegoda roofed sports car go by and felt this almighty thump.

Bang!

On the bonnet landed a very white and very new single trainer.

I got out of the car to see who and how it had dropped on my car.

Nothing!

Din nada

Zilch

There didn't appear to be anywhere to drop from. Weird and very confusing. I got back in the car, turned left and passed the last few shops before turning into my road. At the end of the village there's a charity shop (thrift shop) and outside there was a huge open cardboard box full of white trainers. I stopped the car and looked.

Somewhere in my brain it was telling me that this was all connected but weird.

I decided that I was too busy for weird tonight and drove on to my road.

I am now sitting snuggled up on my sofa, nursing a big Mickey Mouse mug of tea and feeling bemused but totally intrigued as to where on earth the wayward trainers came from

Help me out here guys. WHere could they have come from???