May 19, 2005

Sometimes working isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Just got a call from Miss Reba, who tells me she's going to have to stay very late tonight. They have a very bad habit of not telling her anything, then springing all sorts of important, but arcane, information on her at the very last minute, then acting surprised that she didn't know it already, even though the only way she could have ever known about it is for them to have told her.

So, she's rather upset.

At least it pays better than the last place, but it seems she just can't find a place that runs with any sort of logic. It's like she's trapped in one vast Dilbert strip. Maybe once she finishes her degree she'll be able to find something better.

SO, I'll have to get the kiddies this afternoon, but I also have the local zoning board meeting tonight at 7:00, and I just got a call from a very sweet little girl who says there's a meeting at 6:30 tonight for the parents of all the sweet little girls (and boys) who will be entering 3rd Grade next year. Talk about springing stuff on a body at the last minute! The first I heard about it was when I answered the phone and heard her chewing on the mouthpiece and doing her Darth Vader impression. (I promise, she doesn't get her phone manners from me.)

Anyway, I have lots to do tonight. AND FURTHER, it appears that the nice, uncracked 240 dashboard I've been watching for a week on Ebay has just priced itself out of my reach. Just when I thought I might be able to tear apart the inside of my car in a fit of moronicity! ::sigh::

Oh well.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at May 19, 2005 04:17 PM

Tell Reba that while it might not get better I can assure her it will get different.

Posted by: jim at May 19, 2005 04:57 PM