Saturday, August 30, 2008

Five on the Sly


Now it's true, throughout the trip we had developed a bit of a high five culture. High five for this, high five for that; frankly, we were running out of things to high five about.

So it was the first day of our Croatia boat trip and we were all sitting around on deck, chatting with the new acquaintances. The topic of conversation had shifted to "mindless-jobs-that-we-got-paid-too-much-for", and Shelley was telling the story of her stint at Diamonex, which involved answering the phone twice in three months. Mikey, who was sitting roughly 5 metres across deck and facing into the sun, was listening intently.

"I was being paid $25/hr, and they said I could bring in a book to read," said Shelley.

"Oh you go girl!" said Mikey, raising his hand to sheild his eyes from the sun at the same time.

This turned out to be an unfortunate combination of words and action. He may as well have waved a red-flag at a passing bull at the same time. Shelley saw the raised hand and thought, "OK, it's a long way to travel, but I'm not one to leave a brother hanging". She raced across deck and smacked his hand.

I was sitting in the middleground, seeing it all happen in slow motion:

What is she doing? Where is she off to in such a hurry? Oh she's not...no...

Mikey took it well. He did however leave his hand up afterward to keep his eyes shielded.

So for the rest of the trip we had a new brand of high five: the I-Was-Actually-Just-Shielding-My-Eyes-From-The-Sun High Five.

5 comments:

gerrod said...

You go girl!

Shizzle said...

Come on! What was I to think, really! The timing was perfect.

bitingmidge said...

Are you sure this isn't a Mastercard ad?

Helen | Pepperina Press said...

You just made me cry.

abbie said...

That's the shell we miss so much over here!! Good to know nothings changed!