Wedding Blog: BD**2 - 131
Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2008 11:39 am
Not much on the wedding plans today. If you want, just head to the next topic. I won't be offended.
Left work to get home for an "early to mid-afternoon" appointment with the elliptical repair guy. As I pull into the driveway, my cell phone rings. GW is ill, and heading to the doctor. The problem has bad potential from the description, so I'm a bit worried, hopefully about nothing.
Then I go into the house, and the answering machine is blinking. Put my stuff down, hit the button. It's the repair guy, informing me that he's sitting in my driveway an hour early and I'm obviously not there. Says he "thinks" he's a bit earlier than he had stated, then tells me to call him back, he MAY have an opening on Friday. WTF???? I take off half a day from work, and YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK TODAY BECAUSE I'M NOT THERE AN HOUR EARLIER THAN YOU SAID I SHOULD BE????
The contact phone number I have for him is his home number, so who knows when he'll actually get a message. I leave one anyway, expressing my unhappiness with about 10% of how I really feel about it. Then I call his company to see if they have a more direct way of contacting him, like this afternoon so he'll show up when he had actually promised. They agree that 11 AM is not "early to mid-afternoon", and will try to get him back here. I'm not holding my breath. So now I'm pissed AND worried.
Well, I think, at least I get to watch a fresh SyndieBAM episode in person. And then I get to watch what would have been an absolute dream $25K question for me get totally butchered by the contestant. I upset my poor dog by yelling at the television so loudly. They're using up all my dream questions. I am SO sure I'm gonna end up with something on the Bronte sisters' maiden aunt's middle name by the time I get on.
Left work to get home for an "early to mid-afternoon" appointment with the elliptical repair guy. As I pull into the driveway, my cell phone rings. GW is ill, and heading to the doctor. The problem has bad potential from the description, so I'm a bit worried, hopefully about nothing.
Then I go into the house, and the answering machine is blinking. Put my stuff down, hit the button. It's the repair guy, informing me that he's sitting in my driveway an hour early and I'm obviously not there. Says he "thinks" he's a bit earlier than he had stated, then tells me to call him back, he MAY have an opening on Friday. WTF???? I take off half a day from work, and YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK TODAY BECAUSE I'M NOT THERE AN HOUR EARLIER THAN YOU SAID I SHOULD BE????
The contact phone number I have for him is his home number, so who knows when he'll actually get a message. I leave one anyway, expressing my unhappiness with about 10% of how I really feel about it. Then I call his company to see if they have a more direct way of contacting him, like this afternoon so he'll show up when he had actually promised. They agree that 11 AM is not "early to mid-afternoon", and will try to get him back here. I'm not holding my breath. So now I'm pissed AND worried.
Well, I think, at least I get to watch a fresh SyndieBAM episode in person. And then I get to watch what would have been an absolute dream $25K question for me get totally butchered by the contestant. I upset my poor dog by yelling at the television so loudly. They're using up all my dream questions. I am SO sure I'm gonna end up with something on the Bronte sisters' maiden aunt's middle name by the time I get on.