Last night, I got an eMail from a work superior to call him at 9am to talk about something. Gr. I'm never awake at 9am. He knows that. Gr.
I went to bed at 4, and got up at 9 and called him. Gr. He answers and says, "Hello Alissa. Can I call you right back?" Grrr. "Sure, Rob." Go back to bed.
10am, the phone rings. Fuck him.
11am, I call him back. "Alissa, I'm on a conference call now. You waited too long,you turkey! I'll call you back." Turkey? TURKEY??? You mean the TURKEY that called you ON TIME at 9am, even though it required getting 4 hours of sleep? And who is the one that wasn't READY at 9am? Turkey? TURKEY?!?!?!
"Okay Rob, talk to you soon."
So then I check my eMail and for the first time in weeks, I have a ton of stuff to take care of. Plus, _veronica_ is coming over for lunch, so I have to cook. I run back and forth between the kitchen and the computer all morning.
Rob calls me back, and as expected, tells me something that he could easily have sent in an eMail. Gr.
I've finished most of the work stuff by the time _veronica_ arrives, so I can relax a little. We eat, and she helps me pick out an outfit for Ren Faire. Yay.
She leaves and I finish up the last important thing, stretch and yawn and think, "What to do now...?" I look at the clock. 5:09pm.
I jump in the car and drive 50mph down to the end of my little residential street where the tire place is sitting very closed.
I can't believe I forgot. What a total dork. What am I gonna do now? I can't drive to Ren Faire with a tire that could blow at any minute. Maybe I can drop it off in the morning, but I don't know when they open. I also don't know if they'll save the tire for me.
I sure do hate Rob.