Chapter 6: Where the hell are you!
Even though I enjoy being sick because of well...obvious reasons I do like to get back to work. Nothing beats yelling at your employees for being sloppy!
I had promissed Paul that I´d cook tonight. I know I´m not the best cook in the world but hey neither is he (he has set the kitchen on fire before). Eventhough the only recipe I trully mastered is Schocolate fondue I still decidet to try something a bit more chalenging today.
So when I got home from work I went grocery shopping. Okay that wasn´t to hard. I spend halve an haour trying to find the damn Italian bread but i mannaged to get everything on my list. Which was:
Shopping List
1. Fetuccini
2. Olive Oil
3. Wine
4. Crushed Tomatoes
5. Garlik
6. Fancy Ice-Cream
7. Candles
8. Italian bread
Ok...cooking is easy the only part of the recipe that I had problems with was the Olive oil and Garlik as dip, but you know what thy say "Anything unuassual is an afrodisiac" (OK so they might not actually say that).
So...I was sitting there and waiting for Paul to get home.
Waiting...
Waiting...
and waiting...
Waht the hell is taking him so long! When he get´s home I want to know what the hell he´s thinking by leaving me to wait without a single phone call.
Sorry I know it´s short but as always please review!