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The Friday that really was a Monday in disguise.
Posted by Amethyst Anne
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fuming friday
Mother fucker what a damn day and it isn't over yet.
This morning just as we were getting ready for school, Cub lets me know that his tummy isn't feeling good. Having had the wool pulled over my eyes more than once regarding this particular subject, I tell him that he must indeed go to school and if he still isn't feeling well later then he is to tell his teacher and I will come and get him. This has been the standard practice in our house and it usually bodes well once the Cub has arrived at school and is surrounded by creatures more fun than I.
Today however I didn't even make it the whole 1/2 hour commute to work when the school called me to get my child. The puking one.
I get to work, organize the hell out of my workload, grab some stuff to do from home, organize the bossman and give him the lowdown on what he needs to do today and I return to get the boy. Bossman has one appointment and will need to man the phones until he leaves early.
We get home and the house is freezing. We normally have the thermostat set a little lower during the day because we aren't home, so I crank it up.. Nothing.. I inspect the furnace, it won't stay lit.. sumbeach!
I send a frantic email to the husband pleading with him to give me the instructions on how to fix it over the phone, then I decide it is probably in everyone's best interest if I just haul out the portable heater and plug it in, thus saving the ambulance ride because I managed to electrocute myself. Just leave it for the husband to fix.I have work to do - time sensitive work that MUST be done!
Cub decides to try some soup. None. FAK! So I don my uber Mom cape and whip a pot up from scratch. Good! Running the stove will provide some heat!!
While I am cooking - the bossman calls.. I answer his question " No I haven't done the time sensitive work that needs to be done because I just got home ( and my furnace won't work and my kid needs to eat) i will get to it and let you know when it is done." my dog, who is used to no one being home during the day and is probably pissed off that we have interrupted his sleep decides that this must be the time to bark incessantly and inconsistently while following me around the house. He does not understand that I am trying to get away from him so I am not having this conversation;.
"Yes, Would you please shut up and stop barking, I can do that for you bark bark bark, I said shut the hell up! No I'm sorry I wasn't talking to you."
Soup ate, and stays down! YEAH!! Computer gets set up, and the boy would very much like to hang on the couch and watch a movie while Mommy does her work. SCORE!
In goes the DVD, and I push buttons on the space age electronics to try and get it to play. I change the inputs, I try different channels, still nothing. I call the husband at work ( because this is a blue job!! I don't have the space in my brain to remember how to turn on the fucking DVD player when I have shit like, where is this and where is that, and this homework needs to be done and it's your Mother's birthday in two weeks. If I knew how the husband wired the fucking thing then something really important would be forced out!)
It is at this point in the phone call that the husband lets me know ( which is code for remember I had to use that cord to plug in the gaming system so I was going to get a new blah blah blah ablh...)
"So in short you unplugged it?"
"Yes"
"Well that explains why the fucking thing won't play the video."
"Yes, yes it would."
"Thanks!"
"Put it in the Xbox- ask the boy he will walk you through how to set it up from there."
"Oh for Fuck.. I will talk to you later"
So, um, yeah the boy got the video going and I finally got all set up to work on my time sensitive work that requires a call or two to clients. Thankfully the dog has chilled the hell out - probably had nothing to do with me threatening him with a one way trip to the vet. I get all set up, get the client on the phone, when the old bastard of a cat decides he's a horny, albeit neutered Tom on the prowl and starts howling like someone has just jacked him off.
Sweet Jesus!
The cat gets locked out of the room as I explain to the client, who is laughing ( thankfully) when my other line goes.
Tis the bossman.He's fucking frantic.
"Didyougetthatthingdoneitneedstobedonedidyougetitdone."
"Yes."
"oh, well , good then."
"Did you do the other things that I need from you that I left with you before I came home ?"
"Umm..well it's been really crazy here today!! I mean the PHONE has been ringing off the hook, and then my buddy came in, and then the client had a few questions. It has been NUTS! Like is it this busy every Friday??"
" How many calls from clients? Do you need me to do something from here- I can call them?"
" Well there was the office supplies people calling to confirm the order, then there was so and so who was looking for you, and then there was John Smith."
"So one client call?"
"um..well...The phone has been ringing OFF THE HOOK!"
"4 calls in 6 hours?"
" I KNOW, Crazy ... It's a good thing I am here to answer the phone!"
You have got to be fucking kidding me...I slam my head on the desk, ...the dog starts barking..then Cub calls me...:) PERFECT!!
"Well I better not tie up the line for you, if you need me just call me at home." ( Where I will be systematically doing tequlia shots until my day is over in order to stay gainfully employed.)
"Well I'm leaving soon, so I will just forward the office to your cell."
"Oh sure, why not!"
So Friday you have been a whore and the only saving grace in this whole day is that it is Friday and I will now be consuming some sort of alcoholic beverage after I run out to get groceries and clean the house..
Or maybe I should start now??
TGIF!! MY ASS!
Here's hoping your weekends are awesome!!
AA
OUT!
This morning just as we were getting ready for school, Cub lets me know that his tummy isn't feeling good. Having had the wool pulled over my eyes more than once regarding this particular subject, I tell him that he must indeed go to school and if he still isn't feeling well later then he is to tell his teacher and I will come and get him. This has been the standard practice in our house and it usually bodes well once the Cub has arrived at school and is surrounded by creatures more fun than I.
Today however I didn't even make it the whole 1/2 hour commute to work when the school called me to get my child. The puking one.
I get to work, organize the hell out of my workload, grab some stuff to do from home, organize the bossman and give him the lowdown on what he needs to do today and I return to get the boy. Bossman has one appointment and will need to man the phones until he leaves early.
We get home and the house is freezing. We normally have the thermostat set a little lower during the day because we aren't home, so I crank it up.. Nothing.. I inspect the furnace, it won't stay lit.. sumbeach!
I send a frantic email to the husband pleading with him to give me the instructions on how to fix it over the phone, then I decide it is probably in everyone's best interest if I just haul out the portable heater and plug it in, thus saving the ambulance ride because I managed to electrocute myself. Just leave it for the husband to fix.I have work to do - time sensitive work that MUST be done!
Cub decides to try some soup. None. FAK! So I don my uber Mom cape and whip a pot up from scratch. Good! Running the stove will provide some heat!!
While I am cooking - the bossman calls.. I answer his question " No I haven't done the time sensitive work that needs to be done because I just got home ( and my furnace won't work and my kid needs to eat) i will get to it and let you know when it is done." my dog, who is used to no one being home during the day and is probably pissed off that we have interrupted his sleep decides that this must be the time to bark incessantly and inconsistently while following me around the house. He does not understand that I am trying to get away from him so I am not having this conversation;.
"Yes, Would you please shut up and stop barking, I can do that for you bark bark bark, I said shut the hell up! No I'm sorry I wasn't talking to you."
Soup ate, and stays down! YEAH!! Computer gets set up, and the boy would very much like to hang on the couch and watch a movie while Mommy does her work. SCORE!
In goes the DVD, and I push buttons on the space age electronics to try and get it to play. I change the inputs, I try different channels, still nothing. I call the husband at work ( because this is a blue job!! I don't have the space in my brain to remember how to turn on the fucking DVD player when I have shit like, where is this and where is that, and this homework needs to be done and it's your Mother's birthday in two weeks. If I knew how the husband wired the fucking thing then something really important would be forced out!)
It is at this point in the phone call that the husband lets me know ( which is code for remember I had to use that cord to plug in the gaming system so I was going to get a new blah blah blah ablh...)
"So in short you unplugged it?"
"Yes"
"Well that explains why the fucking thing won't play the video."
"Yes, yes it would."
"Thanks!"
"Put it in the Xbox- ask the boy he will walk you through how to set it up from there."
"Oh for Fuck.. I will talk to you later"
So, um, yeah the boy got the video going and I finally got all set up to work on my time sensitive work that requires a call or two to clients. Thankfully the dog has chilled the hell out - probably had nothing to do with me threatening him with a one way trip to the vet. I get all set up, get the client on the phone, when the old bastard of a cat decides he's a horny, albeit neutered Tom on the prowl and starts howling like someone has just jacked him off.
Sweet Jesus!
The cat gets locked out of the room as I explain to the client, who is laughing ( thankfully) when my other line goes.
Tis the bossman.He's fucking frantic.
"Didyougetthatthingdoneitneedstobedonedidyougetitdone."
"Yes."
"oh, well , good then."
"Did you do the other things that I need from you that I left with you before I came home ?"
"Umm..well it's been really crazy here today!! I mean the PHONE has been ringing off the hook, and then my buddy came in, and then the client had a few questions. It has been NUTS! Like is it this busy every Friday??"
" How many calls from clients? Do you need me to do something from here- I can call them?"
" Well there was the office supplies people calling to confirm the order, then there was so and so who was looking for you, and then there was John Smith."
"So one client call?"
"um..well...The phone has been ringing OFF THE HOOK!"
"4 calls in 6 hours?"
" I KNOW, Crazy ... It's a good thing I am here to answer the phone!"
You have got to be fucking kidding me...I slam my head on the desk, ...the dog starts barking..then Cub calls me...:) PERFECT!!
"Well I better not tie up the line for you, if you need me just call me at home." ( Where I will be systematically doing tequlia shots until my day is over in order to stay gainfully employed.)
"Well I'm leaving soon, so I will just forward the office to your cell."
"Oh sure, why not!"
So Friday you have been a whore and the only saving grace in this whole day is that it is Friday and I will now be consuming some sort of alcoholic beverage after I run out to get groceries and clean the house..
Or maybe I should start now??
TGIF!! MY ASS!
Here's hoping your weekends are awesome!!
AA
OUT!
