Hello World! Obviously you did not read my horoscope today that promised
...things would go well if I got in touch with my REAL feelings.
So get this:
My 6pm client, a Tammy Faye Baker with anorexia who pushed me for the latest possible appointment
arrives at 5:30
all huffy saying I just got back from the dry cleaners blah blah blah.
I ushered her in and told her she was welcome to sit while I tidied up the clinic from my last client.
She said she didn't know this was a home, don't I have a waiting room etc.
Then she hits me with:
"I thought I was coming to an ACTUAL PLACE."
So I say: "I like to think of my clinic as an actual place."
So she says: "I'm leaving. I'm not going to have someone work on my feet that is rude."
And she bristles out to the SUV outside that's still got its engine running. It would, no doubt, have been running for the entire appointment.
Now the daycare called at 6:07 to say Xana hasn't been picked up. So I run over and there's Kris coming up across the road in full hunting gear. At the gate he yells "Go away! Go away and do your SHIT!"
There's only one person coming to my workshop tonight, after a cancellation. She's pre paid and I just paid a contractor $160 of the $175 I collected this week.
This night's only going to get BETTER AND BETTER.
So get this:
My 6pm client, a Tammy Faye Baker with anorexia who pushed me for the latest possible appointment
arrives at 5:30
all huffy saying I just got back from the dry cleaners blah blah blah.
I ushered her in and told her she was welcome to sit while I tidied up the clinic from my last client.
She said she didn't know this was a home, don't I have a waiting room etc.
Then she hits me with:
"I thought I was coming to an ACTUAL PLACE."
So I say: "I like to think of my clinic as an actual place."
So she says: "I'm leaving. I'm not going to have someone work on my feet that is rude."
And she bristles out to the SUV outside that's still got its engine running. It would, no doubt, have been running for the entire appointment.
Now the daycare called at 6:07 to say Xana hasn't been picked up. So I run over and there's Kris coming up across the road in full hunting gear. At the gate he yells "Go away! Go away and do your SHIT!"
There's only one person coming to my workshop tonight, after a cancellation. She's pre paid and I just paid a contractor $160 of the $175 I collected this week.
This night's only going to get BETTER AND BETTER.