26.5.2009

BUZZ OFF AUNTIE.

    BUZZ OFF AUNTIE.

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    It didn't take long for them to arrive around Sharon's auntie's place. Once at the door Shaz pressed the buzzer, it was one of those intercom ones, the type that you speak in to when someone answers.

    "This is Auntie Joan who is it?" A tinny voice asked through the comm.

    "It's Sharon and Ben, can we come in?"

    "Yes dear!" Came the reply, they both heard the buzzing sound that tells them the door latch has been activated to let them in. Sharon pushed open the door, it only opened so far before it came to a juddering halt. The security chain was still on. After giving her husband an apologetic look she pressed the buzzer again.

    "This is Auntie Joan, who is it?" Came the voice from the tin box on the wall.

    "Its Sharon, we can't get in, the chain is still on the door." Once again they heard the buzzer sound to disengage the door. It lasted for about twenty seconds before it all fell silent once again. Once more Sharon pressed the buzzer.

    Yet again the voice from the box of doom answers, "This is Auntie Joan, who is it?"

    "What does she mean? Who is it! How many visitors does she get in an evening?"

    Shaz ignored Ben's outburst to concentrate on a way of getting her auntie to actually come to the door, she chose a more simplistic way. "Auntie Joan, it's Sharon again, we can't get in your door is stuck!"

    "Stuck you say?"

    "Like your brain," Ben muttered.

    Shaz managed to drown his comment out with, "Yes its stuck. Could you please come and let us in." Shaz smiled at her husband, victory was theirs until they heard the buzzer go off for the third time now!

    Ben cracked, "What? I don't believe her!"

    Sharon hit the buzzer her side before speaking or was it shouting into it? "Auntie Joan! Please come to your door and take the chain off and while you are down here open the door without the use of your buzzer." To her surprise the buzzing stopped and one elderly lady came to the door. She was about five foot two, had grey hair which sported a man's version of a short back and sides. She was a very slim build.

    "Who is it you said you were?" She asked after poking her head around the door.

    Ben chose to slap his forehead really hard at this point while Sharon took a deep breath to explain