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Musings

  • It’s not often that I get to use the term “ball of cat hair and bubble gum” to describe a situation at work, but today was that day.
  • Note to self – When one makes the promise that one will be able to spend a weekend away with the family, with no internet or cell phone coverage, one should make sure that one is not scheduled for on-call that weekend.
    • Subnote – If one finds oneself in this particular pickle, one should start looking for someone to carry on-call for oneself more than two days before beginning of said time away with the family.
  • Since I wasn’t going to the family camp out this weekend, I offered Irish Woman use of my truck to haul all of her and Boo’s stuff. You see, it is rather difficult to fit air mattresses, sleeping bags, inflatable 12 foot kayak, cooler, groceries, clothing, and sundry other things into a small sedan.
    • Already agitated by me not going, she ‘nicely’ declined the offer.
    • I then got in touch with my favorite rent-a-wreck chain and reserved her a small SUV to use instead. When one has messed up as bad as I have, one does not quibble at the cost of easing your wife’s path.
    • We acquired said small SUV, and started loading it, only to discover that the inside was rather fuzzy with dog hair and reeked of cigarette smoke.
    • My darling wife, being a lifelong non-smoker and not a fan of stale cigarette smoke, asked me ‘nicely’ to call the rental company and acquire another vehicle. I did so first thing this morning.
    • Said company was only too happy to swap out the SUV of Many Odors. Irish Woman took herself down to their local office to make the exchange.
    • Imagine my surprise when she pulled into my driveway with a slightly newer, but same make and model, of pickup as I had offered her for free.
    • When she called later to tell me that she really liked the truck and that I was welcome to buy myself one like it, I ‘nicely’ told her that I <already> owned a similar truck. We have a wordless agreement to not speak of this.
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3 Comments

  1. …yeah, not speaking of it seems the wisest course for all involved. Except to say “I love you!” References to plots by O. Henry are also best avoided, methinks.

    Hope they have an awesome weekend, and your weekend is quiet!

  2. Beans

     /  June 20, 2019

    Your foot will end up in your mouth. Maybe because she broke it off at the ankle and…

    Yeah, I’ve had conversations like that… And surprisingly, considering my inability to control the ‘blert’ of inappropriate (on her part) statements, I am still alive and have both feet where they are supposed to be.

    Though, well, she got to the car first. Long story there.

  3. Ouch! That left a mark…

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