How embarrassing

I am uncovered, a ruined woman, exposed. Well maybe.

You see I keep a few canes at my office, it isn't really an office more of a storage facility where I keep other items I sell online and have done for years, it does have a desk though and a little packing area so I suppose it is technically an office. Anyway I had to consent to the maintenance man accessing my little store room on Friday last week. I got a phone call saying one of the guys in the age care charity office had reported noises from inside and they knew I wasn't in. Dave, the maintenance man who we've known for years, asked if I could come in or could he have my permission to go in because he'd stood outside my room and heard the noise himself. I asked him if P was in his office but he wasn't. I said I couldn't get there in less than about forty minutes and I'd make a quick phone call to my husband and call him back in minutes.

I've got no problem with Dave going into my office trust-wise but I couldn't remember whether I'd left any spanking implements out on view, or even whether the top flaps on the box containing them were open or closed. I tried P's phone but he didn't answer, then I thought quickly the longer I delay calling back the worse it will seem, as if I'm trying to hide something (which I was), so I called Dave back very quickly and sounding as casual as possible just said, "No good Dave, sorry I thought P might be nearby and save you the hassle but he's not answering so sure, go ahead by all means. Do you want me to stay on the phone while you go in?" He said he didn't and that he'd call me back after he'd investigated.

Half an hour later I got a call back, there was a bird in there, my window was open about ten centimetres and it must have flown in, a real fluke. He said the alarm couldn't have been set or it would have gone off immediately. Anyway he'd got rid of it and locked up, he said there was some bird poo on my desk but he couldn't see any anywhere else. Shit (no pun), I thought, so he'd had a look around. I just said "Great thanks Dave, I'll be in later so I'll clean up, sorry about that can't imagine who left the window open, maybe Clare's been up there, anyway thanks again".

I didn't go straight to the office, I waited for P to call me back and told him what had happened and what I was worried about. He said it was no problem and I'd done the right thing answering Dave very quickly. He said the best thing to do was to just be normal when I went in and ask Dave to go back upstairs with me when I did turn up, in case there were any more birds, he said he knew that was ridiculous but men expected women to be ridiculous about things like that. Then, once in the office, make a point of shifting a few boxes to make sure another bird hadn't come  in, and make sure to shuffle the canes box if the lid flaps were open and to make a comment on it. I asked him what sort of bloody comment could I make? He thought for a bit and then said,

"Hmm ok, leave it then and I'll get back to the office later and ask Dave to open up for me because I haven't got a key with me. I'll think of something to say about the canes, no problem. All you need to worry about is why your window was left open and why the alarm wasn't set. Naughty girl, see what can happen when you get slack, I think you need a little reprimand."

P told me later he'd spun Dave some yarn about me buying a job lot of stuff from a shop closure off ebay and the canes had been amongst it, weird stuff the things people got up to. He said Dave didn't seem too interested, just sort of tut tutted and shook his head. I said well that might be how he was with you, bloke to bloke, but he might have a look in his eye next time he sees me. 

Anyway it's done now and I suppose I'll brazen it out next time I see Dave. I haven't been reprimanded for it yet but P does say his headaches are reducing:)

Ronnie

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