So, I had a very interesting week at work this week. I will not bore you with all of the details, but a few amusing things did happen to me.
At the start of the week, I was sent in search of a Scorpion. Yes a scorpion. I am not going to lie I was terrified! Basically, a scorpion had jumped out of a box of fruit at a local shop. When we found the story we did not know when this had happened. So I was terrified. . . armed with my camera I went off in search of the scorpion (I contemplated picking up a stick on the way so I could keep it back). Bravely I entered the shop, and looked around for the creature, I looked up too as I wasn't sure if scorpions could jump - I didn't want it landing on my head! However it soon became clear that the scorpion was long gone. Relieved I returned to the office and hoped that there would be no more creatures crawling around.
I then had to go out and take a photo at a local church, I arrived at the Church to find the main door open and walked into the main body of the church. It was quite dark and surrounded by pews I cautiously headed up the aisle looking for where I wanted to be. Now normally I do not think Churches are scary but there alone, in the dark with only candles, I was a little frightened. In fact I was doing this thing I do where I dictate my own news story in my head when in a bad situation. It went like this:
"A Young journalist was today missing from the Aberdeenshire area. It is believed she left the office at around 11 and was last seen entering an old church..." I had just reached the sob story about how wonderful and talented I was (No need to be modest when you are missing) when I was stopped in my tracks - "Hello," came a voice behind me and I got the fright of my life. "Oh God" I shouted and turned round to be faced with the vicar. Uh oh.
"A Young journalist was today missing from the Aberdeenshire area. It is believed she left the office at around 11 and was last seen entering an old church..." I had just reached the sob story about how wonderful and talented I was (No need to be modest when you are missing) when I was stopped in my tracks - "Hello," came a voice behind me and I got the fright of my life. "Oh God" I shouted and turned round to be faced with the vicar. Uh oh.
After apologising profusely for using the lords name in vain I found where I was going.
I would just like to point out that normally I really like being in churches, I find them calming and I do not really think they are a likely place for a crime scene. But you never know.
So those are a few of my adventures this week, at least I cant ever say my life is predictable.
I hope that this blog finds you all safe and well.
Kisses
Fi
xxxx
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