The situation: I called to set up an appointment to get my internet installed but the installer complicated things to the point that I had to call the company. The main complaint was his aggression and unwillingness to complete the install. He wanted to make sure the line worked but didn’t want to hook my PC up to the line. He wanted me to sign the paper before the job was completed, before I had my new phone number and before I had the email address associated with my account. In addition to that he kept doing that man burp you hear in bars. He did it 5 or 6 times while he was here. Totally gross.
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Anxiety is no laughing matter…not usually.
Grace: I’m going to the doctor because of the anxiety. Hopefully he’ll prescribe some meds.
Me: That’s a good idea to go see the doctor but I heard going on a killing spree works just as well as any anxiety medication.
Grace: I heard the same thing.
The entire conversation she thought I was Joan.
Me: “I’ll show you the brackish water tank when I you see you next time.”
Missy: “I saw it the last time I was there.”
Me: “The brackish tank, with the Molly fish in it?”
Missy: “Yeah, you showed it to me.”
Me: “Oh”
Missy: “You need to write down when you’ve been out because someone was upset and said you hadn’t been here since November.”
Silence was followed by, “This isn’t Joan, its Destiny.”
Missy: “Oh. Sometimes I can tell you apart but sometimes I can’t.”
A neighbor stopped by earlier this evening to see the cat (its her family’s cat that I’m fostering). While here she and I got on the subject of lesbianism. That always happens. I’m not sure why but it does, people just have to ask all sorts of questions and make really silly assumptions about what girls do. She’s also one of those people who can’t accept the fact that people are gay. She thinks that I haven’t found the right guy yet and that I just have to get out there and find him. She kept giving me scenarios that might turn me on and make me want to sleep with a guy. I kept telling her no, I don’t think so. Finally I told her the one thing I would do, which resulted in her raising her glass for a toast. LOL. I blushed but she wanted to toast. LOL.
Girl 1: He paces in the basement, back and forth, back and forth.
Girl 2: He’s got him in the basement? You can’t keep a mountain lion in the basement.
Girl 1: It’s only when he’s feeding him…and he keeps the lion away from kids because he doesn’t like kids.
Me: He probably does like kids, the meaty ones.
Laughter
Me: What’s wrong with people? Don’t they watch Fetal Attractions on Animal Planet? I guess mauling only happens to other people…like say to this guy who thought it would be okay to keep a 500 pound tiger in a tiny apartment in the projects of Harlem.
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The rescue center had a huge adoption event today. Despite all the planning and all the kittens we only adopted out one single kitten. Even still it was a good day because we may have recruited two good foster homes which helps significantly.
After the failed baby shower/adoption event we went back to my supervisors house where we sat around eating pizza and chatting. Soup and I walked her grounds, looked at the horses, chickens and the tons of cats she has waiting for a home. She has beautiful flowers too. Over all it was a wonderful day.
While driving past road construction I turned to my friend and said,
Me: Have you noticed there are no cute construction workers anymore?
B: Yeah, use to be they were all Chippendale types, but now they’re all beer gut geezers complaining about their 401K.
Me: Ha! I thought being fine was a job requirement or something. I guess now they have to be … skilled.
B: It’s a shame isn’t it? I use to look forward to road construction.
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