An anecdote told my boss about a friend of a friend.. truth, urban legend - you decide.
My friend had a friend. This was a girl who lives out of London who house-sat one evening for a family who had a cherished family dog. That evening the dog, who was old and poorly, passed away. The girl was horrified! In a flap she phoned up a vet who lived in London. He recommended she brought the dog down to his surgery so he could keep an eye on it. "How do I get down there?", she thought, "I don't have a car!". So, she dug up an old suitcase which she could fit the (thankfully medium sized) canine inside and opted to catch the train down to London to see her friend.
Trouble is, a dead dog, even a smallish one, weighs a far amount. As the journey progressed a smell started to build in the carriage, and people started to eye her in a most disturbing manner. She was mortified! The girl managed to get her load onto the train but struggled to disembark at her destination. A considerate looking young man took pity on her struggles and volunteered to help. "What you got in here?", he asked, "This bag weighs a ton!" Obviously not able to tell the truth she blurted out the first thing which came to mind: "Speakers! I'm giving them to a friend."
Thoroughly flustered by her day thus far, she was even more shocked when the would be Samaritan ran off with her suitcase!
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