Locked In To The Task

(My boss closed the shop around 5:00 p.m., but he calls me at home at 6:30 p.m. Note: we have five parking spaces, right in front of the store.)

Boss: “Hi, can you pop back to the store for me? There’s a customer locked in the car park.”

Me: “What? How did you not notice when you left?”

Boss: “She pulled in while I was cashing up. I shouted at her but she just waved at me and went on down the street. So I locked her in and drove home.”

Me: “And she’s still there?”

Boss: “Yeah, one of the neighbors called me. Apparently she’s threatening to call the cops.”

Me: “And you want me to drive over and deal with this furious customer who’s going to yell at me? You do it!”

Boss: “You’re closer and it’ll be quicker and she’ll be less cross.”

Me: “I can’t believe you did this.”

Boss: “B**** deserved it for being rude!”

(I withstood the torrent of abuse and let her out, but now the boss owes me, big style!)