Saturday 14 April 2012

There is no duck in our back yard...

Last weekend I setup an alarm on my iPhone to remind me I have to go and pick up my mother to take her to dialysis. And promptly forgot about it. Now I normally don't need an alarm as I tend to get up at 5:30am to do the interesting news links for people.

This morning was no different. I got up, did the links, wrote a move review and went off to put my makeup on.

Now... Next door has a lot of birds. Parrots and chickens mainly. And in the morning they go into some kind of cluck-orgasma-squak for a while. Bloody nature. Noisy little buggers, but it is nice in a way. So I was in the bathroom and I heard a duck quacking. "Oh," I thought, "They've got a duck now."

I finished applying makeup and started downstairs when I thought "Damn! That duck is going ballistic. Sounds like it's hurt or something. Sh*t! It's in our back yard!" So I ran outside and started searching. No duck. But the damn quacking was so loud.

Then I realised it was inside. Oh no! How the hell did a duck get inside? So I rushed inside and started searching.


The frickin alarm on the iPhone. 11mins of searching and the duck existed on the dining table.

Double doh.

Having said that, I'm going to keep that alarm just to remind myself I'm a dummy.

1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of a friend that thought he had a chirping cricket in his room and was driving him crazy. He cleared the whole room out to find nothing. He then looked up and realised in was the smoke alarm... Out of battery and making an occasional chirp as a warning!