When you’ve got to go…..

This is a story that happened to me about a year ago. I hope that you enjoy.

My mother would often have friends over for coffee during the days when their kids were at school. At the age of 18 I was working full time at a store just around the corner. I played rugby for the local team and was quite a good player when I started to get into the game. One weekend we had a huge game against an out of town team, so I decided that I would book a week off from work, from Thursday until the following Thursday to train and be fresh for the game. It was a pretty normal few days off, until the game that is. I landed awkwardly after a tackle and tore a ligament in my knee causing me a lot of pain and making walking pretty difficult. I decided that it was best to book an extra week off work to rest my leg as the doctor had advised. So it looked like I was stuck in the house watching tv for the next week.


What I didn’t know is that this would actually be the best week of my life. It was the Monday after the rugby game and I was at home alone on the sofa watching daytime TV, I was only wearing a pair of shorts and nothing more, when the front door opened and in came my mother and her friends for their usual morning gossip and coffee ritual. Straight away I noticed that one of them, Terri couldn’t stop looking at me, I could literally feel her eyes digging into me. I wasn’t a bad looking guy, but I was by no means anywhere near the best looking either.