Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Why me, Goddess????

Okay, this is a story you're NOT going to believe, but trust me, it's true.

After 13.5 hours of work yesterday I was damned ready to 'sleep in' till 7:30 or so this morning. At 7 a.m., my boss P shows up at my door saying that the alarm went off at my store and there was a report of shattered glass. So much for sleeping in. Bounded out of bed, grabbed clothes, ran my head under the sink, towel dried my hair, ran out the door with a perfunctory peck to Hubby.

5 minutes from the store, P calls me on my cell. "Don't hurry" she says. HUH? Why the hell not? My store is prolly riddled in broken glass and the cops are there and fuck, how am I going to open the store in less than two hours?

"There's nothing wrong. The platters fell down that were on top of the chips and the motion set off the alarm."

This, ladies and gentlemen, is what's known as a CLUSTERFUCK.

Hour one down, another ELEVEN to go.



At 11:07 a.m. , Blogger Tigerlily said...

Hang in there, it's only nine hours left as of now, and probably none by the time you read this. Hope your day goes well. We have a long time tradition between my Mom and me that if someone breaks glass, it's actually going to be a lucky day. Hope the same is true for you.

At 6:11 a.m. , Anonymous Minerva said...

Ugh, that truly sucks! "Don't hurry." BAH!!! Hope you've had some decent sleep since then! ((HUGS))


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