Jul 17, 2012 08:50
Kid's in what I've since been told are the latter stages of some viral throat thingy, but night before last she became convinced that her throat was closing and she was dying. She texts all her friends who call my mother who call my grandparents et cetera et cetera teleclusterfuck, culminating in me waking a little after 2:30 a.m. yesterday morning to firemen banging on my door and an ambulance flashing on the street. The kid was standing dumb in the corner of the living room and when we asked her what she wanted to do, she shrugs like "deeeh I dunno". Uber annoying when you're only two-hours slept and wearing nothing but a slip!
So I drove her to Truman up the street, and after the several hours it took to look at her and look at her again and Here drink this and see if you can swallow, a few times, they gave me a prescription for a pain reliever for her throat while it's working out the last of its virus, I dropped her off at home, and had enough time to change clothes and brush my teeth before opening the car wash at 8 a.m. Mind, we operate 8-6 everyday except Sundays.
O I was not a happy camper by the end of the day, but at least I lasted all day, and that with the majority of our customers being the stupid needy ones who can't follow directions like, put your car in neutral so you don't run over me *eyeroll*
Have decided that either I was a dictator in a past life, or I shall be in a forthcoming one. I may bark a lot but I get shit done!
like a boss!