Today my day consisted mostly of me sitting at home, writing, and waiting for a plumber to come by to try and assess what might be the source of our flooding problems. This was different from most days when I sit at home and write and not wait for a plumber. However, just like on those days, my day ended without a plumber ever stepping foot inside my apartment.
Why, you ask.
Because the rat bastard never came.
Yes, the plumbing people called to tell me that he was not coming, of course it wasn’t too hard to figure out when 5 o’clock came and went and no plumber had showed up.
He was delayed on another job was the official excuse.
And I was assured that Monday morning between 9am and 12pm the plumber shall arrive to deal with my problems.
If come Monday evening you do not hear from me it will be because I died from the lack of oxygen that occurred while I was holding my breath.
Needless to say that this setback put the kabash on my hopes of achieving 100% Super Terrific status today. I will not give up hope though. If I learned anything over these last 5 1/2 months of waiting for my coffee table (or during the 14 weeks that I waited for my recliners) it is that if you wait long enough anything is possible.
And so another night shall pass, and I will go to sleep, and I will dream that perhaps, maybe, one day soon, I will know the joy of being 100% Super Terrific.
No comments:
Post a Comment