Sitting at home this evening with my partner when my phone pings. It’s the chairman of our local cricket club where my partner plays.
“Bit of a crisis, don’t suppose you’re at home? We need someone to pop to the shops and get 50 burgers. Would you be able to? No worries if not.”
Partner is beside me, his phone hasn’t made a sound.
Obviously I didn’t do it, DP did, and once he delivered the burgers they asked him to cook them as well.
They were expecting me to give up my Friday evening because vagina!
The Audacity!