I just had a phone call.
I answered it on the first ring as I didn’t want the extension in the bedroom waking Herself. I’m considerate like that. After all, it was just after half eight in the morning.
“I would like to speak to the person in charge of training in your company”
She had a nice voice, with a slight foreign accent. Just foreign enough that I had to ask her to repeat her request. Which she did. It also gave me a chance to wake up a bit more.
Now as I am the only person in my company, being both boss and worker, I had to think for a moment. Had I done any training since I started the company? Well, I did a night class course a couple of years ago in photography, so I suppose that is a form of training. And I arranged it. So it can be argued that I am in charge of training.
So I told her that she was speaking to the right person.
“Thank you very much” says she in that tone of voice that you know she is about to launch into a long speech. I was intriged. Did she want me to train her? Did she want to train me?
I couldn’t wait for the next bit.
But she hung up.
So I’ll never know what the hell it was all about.
I hate that.