the wheels in my head go round and round

I am so tired.

It’s been the longest day ever—most of it spent in cliché Hell, waiting for the cable guy to show up.  Why do they give you a window of time if they are not even going to try to fall within it?  Is it to toy with us?  Is this some sadistic game set in motion by the powers that be at the cable company?  I think Satan runs the cable company and he’s just trying to get someone…anyone…to snap.  I am proud of myself.  I didn’t snap.  Not once.

Maybe half a snap.  I did call and tell the phone operator at the cable company that I was really, really mad that they would be so disrespectful of my time.  

She laughed.

Ok, no she didn’t.  But she might have been smiling.  I definitely think I could hear a smile in her voice. 

Once the cable guy left—exactly six hours past the time window—I had lost all daylight and still had errands to run before my day was over. 

Enter two teenage girls and their mini crew of friends. 

My task was to go pick up one friend for a sleepover.  When we arrived at the friend’s house, three girls came out.  This was apparently not just news to me.  My girls were expecting two friends despite only telling me about one.  It was like the teenagers were suddenly rabbits, multiplying before my very eyes! 

We crammed all three friends into the already stuffed vehicle and headed for my next task—stuff from the store.  Apparently, you can’t have a sleepover without “stuff” from the store.  Gum is very important, as are energy drinks and snacks.  Once we had all the basic necessities, we were homeward bound.

That was when I discovered that the cable wasn’t working, and I had to call the cable company to troubleshoot the problem.

I am convinced there is something evil about the cable company.  There is no doubt in my mind.  If I didn’t absolutely need cable TV and internet in my life…I may have to work on that.

Until the next time…I’ll be watching TV and surfing the net thanks to you know who!

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Posted on January 21, 2011 .