Volunteering Gone Wild
I’ve decided to volunteer my time. I’ve spent too long on the couch, and I have to get up and do something. So today, I went to meet with Gigi. I sat in the lobby of the Red Cross for an hour. No kidding. Finally, after an hour, the receptionist goes to look for the lady (mind you, she was there when I first showed up). The lady went home. I shit you not. I sit in the lobby waiting for this woman for an hour, and she GOES HOME?? That’s what I get for trying to be a Good Samaritan. I get purgatory. So anyways, I give up on that. But I had something else brewing.
Two weeks or so ago, I put in a call to the Girl Scouts. My daughter would make a great Brownie, so I wanted to sign her up. Last week, I got a call back. Me and the lady got to talking, and she asked me to lead a troop at Bec’s school because there was not one started yet. I said that I would love to. What would be funner than 17 six year olds making knots? Anywho, this lady said she would email me some information. A week later, no such thing.
To top it all off, I fired my neurologist on Tuesday because the ass can’t keep appointments. Once I waited nearly two hours, and I showed up this time and would have had to wait over two. Why do people in this God-Forsaken town not keep appointments? WHY?
I’m a laid-back type of kid, but Jesus. There comes a time when a clock matters at least a little, and plus it’s just common manners.
You know what the kicker is? If I had been late for my neuro appointment, he would have charged me $50. Seriously.
In other news…. there is no other news I guess. I’m looking forward to my wedding in June (seriously this time, at least I think). We’ve put down all the down payments, and I’m going shopping for a dress next week. This one better not fall through dudes.
I’m off to bed.
