Yesterday was a great day, work was amazing! (despite an @$$hole contractor on the phone and other circumstances beyond my control) It was the most fun I had at work in a long time, I was laughing with customers, having a good time and driving some pretty amazing results. I guess it would be too much to ask for that I have two good days in a row!!
This morning I wake up, look at the alarm and realize I can still snooze, I didn't have to be up and in the shower until 7:15. So 7:15 rolls around, I am ready to get in the shower and D is in there- no big deal I guess I can wait- I had given myself enough time that I could still be early or on time for work. When I get out of bed, D is walking around the apartment so I say to him "Honey" he ways what and I say "Hi." Just wanted to say hello and good morning. I take my shower, get out and am chatting up a storm with D- he doesn't respond to something I say (typical really) so I start walking around looking for him (the place isn't that big) and I can't find he, I realize the jack@$$ left for work and didn't say good bye. Oh well, I can deal with that I guess... until the house phone rings. No one ever calls on the house phone, especially not at 7:35 in the morning. You guessed it, it was Darren, not calling to tell he to have a good day and he loves me but that I have a flat tire and I need to drive to Hess and get air in it. He thinks I will be able to make it on the tire the way it is but he isn't 100% sure!!
So I run around trying to finish getting ready so I can deal with this car bull shit. I go to Hess, driving about 15 mph because I am afraid I am going to F up my car. I get the air and proceed to work. Go out at lunch time to check on the car and the tire is flat again!! So I call dear husband- thank the good lord above that I got his voice mail, I might have gone crazy if he answered. The long and short is he came to my work after work and put on my donut- I have never driven on a donut and tell me I am not comfortable driving the car. We take the tire to Sears (there was a screw in it!) they pull the screw and patch the tire, charge me $20 and tell me everything is fine. D looks at the tire and sees a huge bubble in the side, he tells me I can't drive with it like that because it could blow out (who knew). So now I am really annoyed at Sears, why didn't they tell me that? I tell them I want my $20 back and I need a new tire. Of course Sears in Jersey City doesn't carry Pirelli tires (you know that $168 ones) so I have to get some Kumo tire which still cost $90!!! Never thought I would be $90 to get screwed before today!
As I sit here with the highlighting cap on my head I am trying to get excited about the weekend. We are going to Boston to see "the Police" in concert, we have 3rd row seats. Not a big Police fan, but would love to say I have been to Fenway and have never had floors seats at a concert before. Should be fun- looking forward to a weekend with the husband and no work!!
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I would be pissed, too if my husband left without saying goodbye. Men just don't get it!
Oh...and that sucks about the tires! You know it isn't the same with one different tire!
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