telling this story for mary!

a while ago my lovely friend mary told me this story about her first foray into the world of working people and i asked her to share it with the world for i thought it to be dramatically funny

main characters of whose names the only one that is real is mary
mary - mainest main character
mary's mother - mary's mother
mildred - the wife of the boss
hortentio - the boss
glenda - the mistress of hortentio
ralph - the brother of hortentio
lysander - the gardener

it all started one bright sunny morning, or alternatively one dark rainy morning - i did not inquire the weather and thus use poetic justice - when the pretty greek mary, having finished her degree at wits and having some extra time on her hands, agrees to temp for a company her mom consults for, as a favour. she arrives at the place of work, a company owned by husband / wife duo hortentio and mildred. mildred is in hospital with a very bad bout of depression and so mary is supposed to contact horatio as she arrives at work. despite knocking and knocking on the door and ringing on the bell and all other things to get somebody's attention, mary and her mom are about to despair, when the gardener - lysander - pops up

"lysander! i dare say you are a sight for sore eyes! do you know where hortentio is at?" asks innocent mary

"you should perhaps go knock on the window" helpfully suggests lysander, "i would but mr hortentio has a woman in there and so i don't want to."

"umm ... ooookay ... is mildred home?"

"no. another woman."

at this very minute the morning silence is shattered by the ringing of a phone - it is ralph! hortentio's brother! mary's mother speaks with him for a while. it comes out that the woman is glenda! the mistress of the wayward hortentio!

to be continued...

and at this moment i must go because i have run out of time. tune in for part two! ;)

quick ps - if you are a boy and you get a girl's number (and not in such a way that you ask her for it as a pity question, but you go to lengths that are out of your way - even in a minor sense ) then PHONE her because it is irritating. thanks