[2156] in Depressing_Thoughts
one of those days...
leira@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (leira@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Fri May 31 10:50:14 1991
The first call I received on my newly-hooked-up phone was an obscene call.
Well, calls, actually -- 3 of them.
The guy came to hook up the dryer this morning, arriving a half hour early
and waking me up (violating what I've always considered a True Law of the
Universe -- "People will not be early, and they'll usually be late"). In
spite of his early arrival, he made me late for work anyway because it took
such a long time (more than twice the time it was supposed to take). Of course,
it cost more than I expected.
As I was getting ready to leave, I noticed a layer of sludge in the bottom
of my fridge. It turned out that a bottle of lemon juice had frozen and
burst.
Oh, yeah. I forgot about the cat waking me up even earlier than the plumber
so that he could have an audience as he threw up on my bedroom rug.
...and it's not even noon yet.
