June 17, 2013
The car clicker is
misplaced and the world stops as we frantically search the house for the center
of the world little black gadget. Insane twenty minutes ensue and I realize
just how much I am at its mercy; to start the car, open the door without an
alarm blaring, and leaving the scene expediently. Did the miniscule item drop
into the recycling bags, fall out onto the tall grass in the front yard, spiral
into the clean clothes basket, slip down under the love seat or chair cushions,
get kicked under the furniture, scuttle beneath the frig or stove like a
cockroach, did the cat get ahold of it??? Where did it go?
Incredibly hot and
bothered by the lack of customer service skills at Orbitz. It has been well over
an hour and a half, most of the time spent on HOLD, seeking much needed solace
with the orchestra muzac piped through my cell phone. I am very disturbed by
the constant apologies, for the system errors, from women named heavy-accented Chelsey,
Ann and Sherry who finally admitted they are located in the Philippines. How
is this possible that I cannot find work at a decent wage, forced to connect
with companies who are not willing to hire someone like me to be their customer
service representative and would handle things much differently? Business practices are flagrantly swayed on the
company side and I become a victim of rage. As a culture, we have slid so far
backwards that I am flabbergasted. Oh gosh, what a waste of my time and energy.
In order to get my mind
off of the ladies from the Philippines,
I contemplate brushing the cat’s teeth though it is the dog that really needs his
molars scrubbed. Wish I had started developing this skill when he was a pup. Now
I will be forced to wrestle him to the ground in order to provide dental work.
I choose to put it into the “exercise” category since I will surely be sweating
and lose five pounds when all is said and done. At least his breath won’t kill off
the guests anymore!
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