time for a vacation?

By me • Mar 9th, 2007 • Category: whining, work

Just a quick bit of whine - last night as I was cleaning the bank the vacuum cleaner broke halfway through the night. It was pretty spectacular too - something major broke and it started thrashing around on it’s own like it was having a grand mal seizure and I could see sparks coming from the motor. At one point it jumped a good six inches off the ground. I would have really enjoyed the show if I hadn’t had the “Oh fuck, now what in the hell am I supposed to do?” thought running through my head. Since it was too late for me to drive to the other side of town and get a replacement I called my supervisor and asked what to do - I had to sweep the rest of the carpet with a small broom and try to get up as much of the the salt that had been tracked in by the feet of the stupid bank customers as I could (and there was a lot, the bank people are very liberal in their salt dispersal.) It took what seemed like forever. Typically I clean this particular bank from 6 to about 9, but last night I didn’t get out of there until 10:45.

I was sore, exhausted, hungry, and very very angry by the time I was done. I was so out of it that when I got home I crawled immediately into bed. I got up this morning and realized the not only had I fallen asleep with my glasses on and forgotten to cover Teddie’s cage (and consequently she was up and screaming “Ma! Hellllooo! Ma! Up?????!!!!” at 6 this morning) but I had left my key ring (that would be the ring that contains my house, car, and work keys - everything that is vital to my daily existence) in the lock on my front door. In most neighborhoods this is not the smartest move, in mine it’s like putting a flashing neon sign above the front door that says “come and get it.”

This is not like me, I’m the paranoid type of person that double checks that all the doors and windows are locked, all unneeded appliances are off and/or unplugged, all animals are sufficiently fed, and all exits are clear of clutter in case of an emergency before I go to bed.

I have a MFA, how did I end up in this situation? I need a vacation, and I need one soon.

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