Ravings of a Textual Deviant

This morning started off well enough; I got to sleep in because I had an 8:00 AM dentist appointment. Once I got out of bed, though, things started going downhill.

I checked my voice mail at 7:30 AM and discovered that the reason the guy didn’t show up to haul away the remains of my tree last night was because he was coming by at 10:00 this morning. Fine; I’ll come back home after the dentist appointment. Said dentist appointment turns up a small cavity that will need to be filled. Joy, rapture. Plus, all the noise from the poking and prodding with metal implements aggravates my headache, which threatens to become a full-blown migraine.

I return from the dentist, take something for the headache, call my supervisor to update her on the situation, put dirty dishes in the dishwasher, put away some laundry. At 9:45, I realize that the strange noise coming from the roof is, in fact, rain.

I tried to call Mr. Tree Removal and got an answering machine. Left a message asking him to let me know if there would be a rain delay. Settled down to read a few pages of Patrick McGovern’s Ancient Wine: The Search for the Origins of Viniculture. 10:00 comes and goes, as does 10:15, and 10:30. No sign of Mr. Tree Removal. Mr. Tree Removal’s “emergency” number is answered by a recording that tells me the number is invalid. Another phone call to work. Finally, I left a note on the door and headed out to work at 11:00, so that I could at least put in half a day. This knowledge does nothing to alleviate the headache.

If I do not hear from Mr. Tree Removal by tomorrow morning, Discount Lawn Guy will be getting some extra work from us.

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