(I don't know why I chose a prawn either, I just liked it)At work the other day, I was walking down the corridor, back to my office, when I went past a mother and young son waiting to be seen.
I usually try to smile or acknowledge the patients as they wait, I can't bare it when staff walk by you and pretend you are not there, just in case you try to ask them a question. Not me, I am big and brave and not afraid of patients' questions.
So I smiled at the little boy, he was about 6, he smiled back cheekily, so I upped the ante and blew him a nice juicy raspberry. What boy wouldn't collapse in a fit of giggles at the big lady making a fool of herself?
"Mummy.....that lady just spat at me" he shouted indignantly at full volume, to the rest of the hospital patients.
Oh, the shame. I am such a prawn.
