Baptism Of Yeast
I was minding my own business driving to work this morning.
A tanker came pass me on my right side and he slammed his brake as the traffic slow down. Splash! and I suddenly see creamy liquid on my windscreen, blindly me temporary. Quickly I have the wipers on wiping this yucky stuff off the windscreen.
The driver took off turning left leaving me on my right lane. I was more shocked than angry. With a quick glance I managed to catch the company name on the tanker body.
As soon I arrived at the office, I searched for the company contact via the net. The car was completely covered with this creamy sour smelling stuff. I managed to contact a sweet girl and explaining the incident to her and asking her if the content of the tanker is corrosive. She asked for my contact number and would immediately get someone to call me back.
About 5 minutes the transport manager rang back. He told me the tanker was carrying yeast and though it is not corrosive, advised me I should clean the car immediately. He will immediately contact the driver to check the hatch on the tanker, suspecting it was not tightened properly.
My colleagues were having a field day laughing at my misfortune.
Having no choice, I drove to the car wash to give my car a wash in my office clothes. All I can say is "Thank God it is Friday".
Hmm, Do you think my car will "fatt" (expand a bit) and I will "fatt" (prosperous) by striking Tattslotto tomorrow? I tell you on Monday if I do, with a brand new computer. My nephew still "pah" the computer 24/7. Blahhh!
A tanker came pass me on my right side and he slammed his brake as the traffic slow down. Splash! and I suddenly see creamy liquid on my windscreen, blindly me temporary. Quickly I have the wipers on wiping this yucky stuff off the windscreen.
The driver took off turning left leaving me on my right lane. I was more shocked than angry. With a quick glance I managed to catch the company name on the tanker body.
As soon I arrived at the office, I searched for the company contact via the net. The car was completely covered with this creamy sour smelling stuff. I managed to contact a sweet girl and explaining the incident to her and asking her if the content of the tanker is corrosive. She asked for my contact number and would immediately get someone to call me back.
About 5 minutes the transport manager rang back. He told me the tanker was carrying yeast and though it is not corrosive, advised me I should clean the car immediately. He will immediately contact the driver to check the hatch on the tanker, suspecting it was not tightened properly.
My colleagues were having a field day laughing at my misfortune.
Having no choice, I drove to the car wash to give my car a wash in my office clothes. All I can say is "Thank God it is Friday".
Hmm, Do you think my car will "fatt" (expand a bit) and I will "fatt" (prosperous) by striking Tattslotto tomorrow? I tell you on Monday if I do, with a brand new computer. My nephew still "pah" the computer 24/7. Blahhh!
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