Under a rock is a good thing....
Ok...I'm applying to the Foreign Legion...
and I'm taking my rock with me...
J. has called for the fourth time today, between all the other head-banging phone-calls today, and proceeded to complain about the Home Interiors lady who told her she was no longer coming down to Ohio Village to drop off orders. Seems this lady is scared to come down here, dispite being reassured that Ohi Village has been cleaned out and is now a half-way decent place. She told J. that if she wanted to order Home Interiors from now on, J. will have to go through another friend of hers who isn't scared to come down here. The she apparently gave J. some old musty candles that were supposed to smell like 'Midnight Blue'--whatever that is supposed to smell like, and insisted that I come out and sit to smell them.... I had told J. several times today, I did not want to sit out....I was in no mood for Human company and not fit for Man nor Beast.... Here she was, demanding I come out and smell these candles.... I'm going to walk across a complete complex to smell candles...
Politely, I explained again. She insisted again... I told her no flat out.... She insisted again....I said 'No' again.... "Oh," she says, " But it was different when I got back from the Cleveland Clinic..." That was waaay back when she had told her doctor off about him using the sentence: "Well, you want to be normal, don't you?" and made up her mind to refuse to go back. She still insists she's not going back...
Anyway....I counted to ten...took a breath...and said : "J., I will talk to you later..." And I hung up...
*packs up her blue sapphire rock, her extra Jedi robes, lightsabre and disappears into a cloud of blue mist*
I'll be back when I am in a better frame of mind....maybe.
and I'm taking my rock with me...
J. has called for the fourth time today, between all the other head-banging phone-calls today, and proceeded to complain about the Home Interiors lady who told her she was no longer coming down to Ohio Village to drop off orders. Seems this lady is scared to come down here, dispite being reassured that Ohi Village has been cleaned out and is now a half-way decent place. She told J. that if she wanted to order Home Interiors from now on, J. will have to go through another friend of hers who isn't scared to come down here. The she apparently gave J. some old musty candles that were supposed to smell like 'Midnight Blue'--whatever that is supposed to smell like, and insisted that I come out and sit to smell them.... I had told J. several times today, I did not want to sit out....I was in no mood for Human company and not fit for Man nor Beast.... Here she was, demanding I come out and smell these candles.... I'm going to walk across a complete complex to smell candles...
Politely, I explained again. She insisted again... I told her no flat out.... She insisted again....I said 'No' again.... "Oh," she says, " But it was different when I got back from the Cleveland Clinic..." That was waaay back when she had told her doctor off about him using the sentence: "Well, you want to be normal, don't you?" and made up her mind to refuse to go back. She still insists she's not going back...
Anyway....I counted to ten...took a breath...and said : "J., I will talk to you later..." And I hung up...
*packs up her blue sapphire rock, her extra Jedi robes, lightsabre and disappears into a cloud of blue mist*
I'll be back when I am in a better frame of mind....maybe.