Now, if housekeeping was as simple as office-keeping, Mrs. Omicron would smile in tranquillity at the contretemps, and say to herself: “Never mind, I shall pay the late-posting fee—that will give me an extra forty minutes.” You say that, Mr. Omicron, about your letters, when you happen to have taken three hours for lunch and your dictation of correspondence is thereby postponed. Only there is no late-posting fee in Mrs. Omicron’s world. If Mrs. Omicron flung two pence at you when you came home, and informed you that dinner would be forty minutes late and that she was paying the fee, what, Mr. Omicron, would be your state of mind? 去书内

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    Now, if the housekeeper were as simple as the office, Mrs. Omikelon would smile calmly at the people in the office and say to herself, "it's all right. I'll have to pay for the late shipment-it'll give me an extra forty minutes." Mr. Omikelon, you're talking about your letter. It took you three hours to have lunch, and your dictation was delayed. It's just that there's no late payment in Mrs. Omikran's world. If Mrs. Omikran threw two pence at you when you came home, telling you that you would be forty minutes late for dinner and that she had to pay for it, how would you feel?

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