So, the other day, Scott and I were chatting. I say chatting, I was mostly pestering him at work and sending him dancing ponies to distract him. Usually I'd say we had a pretty strong relationship. That was until this happened...
*Note - I wanted to include screenshots but I have no idea how to screen grab a hangout chat via my laptop so you're going to have to make do with my copy and paste efforts.
Scott - just got a call off a recruitment agency for a job in xxx, offering xxx per month *shock face*
well, up to
Me - wow. what did you say?
Scott - i said send me more info
Me - okidoke
Scott - is that ok?
Me - I wouldn't mind xxx per month
Scott - yeh haha
Scott - you could deffo get a prada bag
Me - a fake one?
Scott - a real one. made of diamonds
This was when I realised that my fiance thinks I'm shallow; although I did then start to wonder what a Prada bag made of diamonds would actually look like. I'm pretty sure it's not logistically possible unless the diamonds are glued to the leather, which doesn't sound particularly safe for the diamonds. Anyone with a history of owning diamante clothing will back me up here.
and so it continues...
Me - I'll take two
Scott - now you are pushing it
Me - push it real good?
Scott - do do do do do do - do do do do
Me - I had to count them. I think there's too many
Scott - oops sorry
Me - apology accepted
and this is probably why we are marrying each other.