A first aid course and a plumber
Some time ago, after a visit to the physiotherapist renewed a passing interest in biology, I volunteered to be the person on level four of my workplace that they were looking for to be the new first aid officer. Consequently I now need to spend the next two days on a St John’s Ambulance first aid course. So you never know when I might be of some life-saving use to you.
It is, however, a total bother because I temporarily forgot about this course when I told a plumber last week that I could be home on Monday to let him in. I even brought work home to work on (well, actually, I forgot to bring the work home on Friday, so went in on Saturday to get it, then remembered on Sunday that I had a first aid course - my working life is usually so predictable that I don’t need to think about it). So now I am facing an as-yet-unresolved Monday morning logistics problem, and need to take two large towels with me for I know not what in the next two days.