A Blonde Moment

OMG. I can't believe I did this. Thinking of 17 sleeps to Seychelles, I was definitely not concentrating on job in hand. Mr. H., being in his office with the door closed, meant that I had to phone him when I wanted a question answered. He comes flying out of his office and says "Is that for me?" "Yes," I say, "It's me". And he goes back in his office and picks up the phone and I start to talk to him. Well his phone goes crashing down and back he comes out and stands in the doorway. "So, if I came to see you to see who was on the phone, and it was you, couldn't you have hung up and talked to me in person?"