In an incident eerily reminiscent of the NurseQuack one in this post, I was checking my pigeonhole today when I found a card had been left for me by the porters. It had this on the cover:
And when I opened it, I found this:
True to the general turn of events in my life, the supermodel who was sitting in the pigeonhole room when I got this card (and was, like, TOTALLY checking me out --Editor) is now sitting happily on my List Of People I Have Freaked Out And Who Will Become Intensely Interested In Their Own Navels When I Pass By.
But I'm not the only one who'd have been freaked out by something like that happening to them, right? Right? Hello? Hey, are those crickets chirping? We don't have crickets in Camb--what the. Is that TUMBLEWEED?
P.S. I think I know who the wise guys are :)