A woman has a date she’s very much looking forward to. She put on her best dress, spent an hour on make-up and chose the least comfortable but fanciest shoes she possesses. And of course spent ages getting herself all waxed and toned and scrubbed.
She’s all ready – but her date is nowhere to be seen, although its already time. She waits and waits – nothing.
After about an hour she’s had enough. She takes it all off, wraps herself up in her fluffiest pyjamas and bathrobe, makes a mug of cocoa, takes a pot of ice cream and sits grumpily in front of some comfort TV.
One hour later, the doorbell goes off – and there’s her date! He looks at her quickly and says, “My God, Andrea, seriously? I’m 2 hours late and you’re still not ready?!”