Because Marko is a massive pain in the ass to buy gifts for (he is v fussy when it comes to clothes, he doesn’t drink, he doesn’t have hobbies etc), and because for his birthday this year I was a tad busy with the babes, I decided to think out of the box (haha, box – gift – geddit) and get a little creative.
So I made up a gift box for him with all sorts of little things, sweets (candy), biltong, a kitsch father’s day mug, a sweet photo frame with a pic of the babes for his new office (he has a new job, more on that another time) and then I printed six ‘tickets’, six pieces of paper with “One Free Pass” written on each of them.
I told him that he could use the ticket for whatever he wanted – a home cooked meal (yeah RIGHT, not with my culinary skills), to win an argument (as if he doesn’t normally win), a shag, whatever he wanted. Naturally he was most excited about the last option.
I thought he had forgotten about it, but alas, he was merely biding his time.
The bugger is off work at the moment, on leave until he starts his new job. Which gives him ample time to lurk around in the bathroom while I am in shower or trying to get dressed for work.
So there I was this morning, merrily washing my bits etc, when I noticed through the steam something stuck on the shower door.
BLOODY HELL!!! There was the damn paper ticket with One Fee Pass printed on it, stuck on the shower door, and Marko standing there with a pervy grin on his face.
Bugger! I tried to say that the ticket was invalid if it got wet from the shower. But, a promise is a promise. He had the ticket, I had to do my bit.
I made damn sure that I tore that ticket up afterwards – knowing him he would try and reuse that same ticket next time ;-)
One down, five to go.