A load of balls

I think I am one of those people that when they see someone doing something they have to immediatly prove to themselves that they can do it too. I do resist the urge most of the time but the other day I found myself juggling. All because I was watching Penn & Teller’s bulllshit and Penn was juggling and I just had to prove to myself that I could juggle.

I tried for 2 hours straight and still couldn’t get more than a few throws. Then work phoned. I answered and was a bit out of breath from chasing my balls around the living room. They asked me what I was doing and so I told them that I was juggling. This didn’t go down too well as they thought I was trying to be clever so I repied no, no seriously I borrowed my fiances balls, I’m holding them right now. This was met by a long pause where they then asked me to come into work for a few hours. I agreed and they hurredly hung up.

I believe that during the silence they were contemplating wheather or not they really wanted me to come in as I clearly had my hands full. I think if I pushed it I could have gotten out of work. Live and learn I guess.

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