If you’re anything like me then you have a problem at cocktail parties.
I arrive with me and my handbag, which is more often than not already too large and too full because I should have emptied it out two weeks ago. So there are some odd things in there like a single slip slop, a teaspoon, and a varied assortment of other strange (and heavy) stuffs. Who knows why, that’s just the nature of a hand bag.
Anyway then you grab a drink and find yourself a corner, and then you have to load up on a plate of snacks, cos you can’t beat a prawn on a stick with that nice mayo stuff.
And that’s where the problem begins. There are no hands left after that. Handbag, drink, plate of food, that’s pretty much it. Shaking hands with anybody new is a physical impossibility, and if you’re a smoker that adds a whole new series of logistical nightmares to your problem. (One of the main reasons I quit smoking.)
Which is why when I saw this, i thought it was rather clever:
I found it here.
Perfect for a Phuza Thursday, don’t you think?