Grounded

The other day, I stopped by the library before I went to work (ok, I'll be honest, last week, I was out there every morning before work *grumps*). I had to grab something from the accountant's office which is back in the back, but then what I really wanted was some books. So, thinking I was so smart, I bebopped my way back down the staff hallway, and opened up the door at end by all the stacks of books.

Then froze like a scared little rabbit when a buzzing started and didn't stop.

Yeah, I set off the alarm. I sheepishly slinked my way up to the front of the building to grin all everyone who was there. They took one look at my face and started to laugh. One of the nicer librarians told me she was going to ground me for causing trouble.

If only she knew!

Sometimes There's a Reason ....

When I signed up for Netflix, I decided to use it as a chance to see all those movies that I'd been wanting to see, but was never sure it was actually worth the rental fee. What actually ended up happening was that I rented a bunch of movies I've never even heard of.

The first one happened to be pretty good. It had some moments of badness, but, on the whole, it made me giggle (and wiggle a bit). The second one ... well, it was a bit far-fetched (far-fetched is ok in fantasy, but when your setting is modern day, unmagical America, there's only so much you can do), but it had the line, "You ruined my revolution!" so I forgave them.

The third was just bad. I shut it off in the middle to save myself. And this last one? Well, not so much bad, but definitely not good. I guess a 50% success rate isn't horrid, but it doesn't give me a warm cozy feeling. I'm starting to realize why it is I've never heard of these films. *grins*

Countdown

38 days until I blow this Popsicle stand and go to the beach.

I'm not quite sure how I'll wait that long (especially since hockey's looking to be over in the next week - maybe two at most).

Anyone got any grand ideas for occupying my time?

Restless

I've been getting restless recently. I'm hoping that means that I'll start writing again soon. I'm not quite there yet; while it's starting to be fun to think about it in theory, any time I open a blank Word document, all I can think about is how many empty pages are staring me in the face (and how long it will take to fill them all).

But the ideas are starting to bubble. I guess that's as good a place to start as any.

"Bubba Shot the Jukebox"

Really, my mom hit my car.

The short version with the happy ending? She backed up into it one night. There's a ding on her van, but my Estelle mostly fared the incident okey-dokey.

The longer version with a realistic ending? We were leaving for my sister's. I was trying to tell her about a song lyric I like ("Reckless discharge with a gun, that's what the officer's a-claiming, Bubba hollered out, 'Reckless, hell! I hit just where I was aimin'!'"), but she was impatient with my father for being late. He was in the car in front of us, but rather than waiting for him to pull out, like a normal person, she threw the van in reverse and slammed on the gas.

..........
Boing!!
.........

I was very calm. I didn't say a word; I just unhooked my seat belt and got out to look at what she'd done. The extent of the damage to my car is a bent license plate. I now have a C instead of a license plate. But it's legible, and it absorbed the impact (fortunately the bumper of her van is high enough not to hit my bumper, and the license plate stick out about half an inch). She has a nick, but, well, to tell the truth I'm not feeling too sorry for her.

I was going to be nice about the whole thing - pretend that it hadn't happened even though I was not pleased at all. After all, it's harmless; nothing got really hurt, and it's silly to get upset over something that's not worth fixing. (But damn it! Estelle got her first boo-boo, and I didn't even do anything! Although ... that could be a good omen.)

But when we got to my sister's, she had to confess all to my dad. *grins and shakes head* I get my storytelling genes from her. We had music practice that night, and she about told everyone there what she'd done. I figure that lets me loose from my "I'll be nice" pact.

So you get the benefit of my (new found) wisdom: don't try to sing "Bubba Shot the Jukebox" to your mother when she's driving and your car is behind her!

The Perils of Human Services ...

A conversation I had with a customer .... (note: this occurred on Monday)

Customer: "Hi! *embarrassed laugh* Silly me. I wasn't by my calender when I made my appointment. Was that tomorrow or Tuesday?"


Me: "*blinks* Well, just one minute while I check the schedule. *very confused, puts customer on hold, slowly makes way to big board where we keep a hard copy of the schedule* Hey? *calling out to the other woman in the office*"

Other Woman: "Yeah?"


Me: "Today is Monday, isn't it?" (I've been known to get my days mixed up before.)

Other Woman: "Yeah."

Me: "*blinks, checks that she is on Tuesday, goes reluctantly back to the phone* Ma'am? Your appointment's tomorrow."

Customer: "Oh. Well I could have sworn that I heard Tuesday when I made the appointment."

Me: "Ma'am, it is Tuesday -"

Customer: "You said it was tomorrow."

Me: "*hesitates then bites the bullet* Ma'am tomorrow is Tuesday."

Customer: "But today's Sunday!"

Me: "Ma'am ........ today is Monday."

...................

She laughed when she realized that I was right, but it was rough going there for a while. Next time (if there is one), I'm making my boss take the call. Let him deal with it; I don't get paid enough. *grins*

"What Dreams are Made On"

I'm not sure I should be allowed to sleep anymore (perchance I dream! ... *snickers*). This morning I was most definitely plotting to take over my office when I woke up. I remember, in my dream of course *big grin*, thinking that So-and-So likes me better than the real boss So-and-So would listen to me.

I'm not quite sure of all the details of the plot though. So it's going to be a bit hard to implement. *perks up* I could always go back to sleep. Maybe then I'd get the details!