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timepiececlock) wrote2004-04-24 03:52 pm
timepiececlock) wrote2004-04-24 03:52 pm
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So I stayed up really late last night. Like 5am. Then I got up at 7am and took my poddle to get his fur cut at this little grooming place. Then I went straight home and slept till about 1:15 pm.
At about 3pm the old lady calls from the groomers and asks if anyone's going to come pick up Shadow. I said "Uh...sure. I'll come over now. Did you call earlier to say he was done?" She said yeah. I shrugged and went to go pick him up.
While I was there I asked her if she'd left a message because there weren't any on the machine. She said, no, she talked to me.
I stared for a second and kinda blinked. "Umm. I don't think so. I don't remember any such conversation." She insists that she did. I say, "No, that's very strange. Did you call the wrong number? Because I'm the only one home and I slept for several hours right when I came home."
She said the person she talked to sounded kind of out of it, or drugged or something, and had promised to be over in an hour. Which, I guess, was like 2 hours ago. I still have absolutely NO recollection of any of this. I did not wake up for any phone calls, because if I had I would have just gotten up and come to pick him up right then.
I finally gave up and went back to my car, carrying Shadow and thinking furiously.
God, what other phone conversations have I been having while I was asleep?
It's enough to make a person kinda nervous.
At about 3pm the old lady calls from the groomers and asks if anyone's going to come pick up Shadow. I said "Uh...sure. I'll come over now. Did you call earlier to say he was done?" She said yeah. I shrugged and went to go pick him up.
While I was there I asked her if she'd left a message because there weren't any on the machine. She said, no, she talked to me.
I stared for a second and kinda blinked. "Umm. I don't think so. I don't remember any such conversation." She insists that she did. I say, "No, that's very strange. Did you call the wrong number? Because I'm the only one home and I slept for several hours right when I came home."
She said the person she talked to sounded kind of out of it, or drugged or something, and had promised to be over in an hour. Which, I guess, was like 2 hours ago. I still have absolutely NO recollection of any of this. I did not wake up for any phone calls, because if I had I would have just gotten up and come to pick him up right then.
I finally gave up and went back to my car, carrying Shadow and thinking furiously.
God, what other phone conversations have I been having while I was asleep?
It's enough to make a person kinda nervous.
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All along, my intention was to shield you from the fact that, although I am old, the "wise" part of the equation seems to have gotten left out. Or maybe it fell out when the train of history rounded a curve.
I am an unsuccessful adult. It happens. Don't let it happen to you! I will be your Poster Adult.
But I can't really take money from my 'shaka, Queen of the Desert. So just think good thoughts, okay? I will think good thoughts for you, too.
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Awww... a poster adult of my very own! ::snuggles:: ::pets:: How cute!
I'll take those good thoughts, and sell them for beaucoup bucks! After all, I don't want to turn out like my ...poster adult!
((though you're sweet and clever and friendly, so I deem you a successful adult human being))