Private Matters

It's funny how you can never get any peace. I rushed to the strident call of the telephone. The chirpy voice on the other end said - "How about a Brazilian?" I choked and nearly spilt my coffee. Having had a meticulous bikini line wax a week ago I wondered how she dared to ask. Had she access to the innermost secrets of my iPhone, my bathroom, or was it a cold call?
I protested vehemently about this gross intrusion into my personal secrets but she cut me short " No it's the cleaner you ordered - she can do Tuesday morning"!