Bucketman, the unexpected visitor
This entry was posted on January 18, 2008
I rarely talk about what happens “in the office”, but today the strangest thing happened and I wanted to share it. Where I work is out in the countryside somewhere, and we don’t get a lot of visitors, certainly none that turn up unexpected.
At about half past ten this morning, a white car pulled up in the car park. “Who’s this?” we wondered. A man got out and went to the back of his car and pulled out a bucket.
“Who’s this, and why does he have a bucket?”
The next thing we know, this man starts walking across the gravel to our door. We were getting rather curious / freaked out. Who was this mysterious man with his mysterious bucket?
The door opened and he stepped inside.
“Um… hi,” I stuttered. “Can we help you?” I asked unsurely, looking him up and down. He had no visible means of identification. He wasn’t wearing a shirt with his company logo on or anything. Just jeans and a jumper… and a bucket.
“Yes,” he replied, sounding friendly. “I’m here to service your water cooler.”
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