5:55 a.m. my phone alarm goes off to “This is how it’s suppose to be” by Jack Johnson [Sam's ring tone]. Although I am tempted to hit the snooze, I have been warned I will be in big trouble if I arrive late. So, I promptly arrive at Citizen’s by 6:53 a.m. [any normal work day and I would actually still be sleeping]. The 2 1/2 hour drive to Syracuse is filled with loud chit-chat from my fellow travelers, making it way too loud to pass out in the back seat. We get there 35 minutes early because there was no “construction work”…..all this just so we could endured a 5 hour meeting where we learned what I will label classified information titled “bank stuff.” [to make matters worse- it may have been 95 degrees outside but inside it was -95 degrees....and my toes and nose froze].
The drive home was much more eventful. Tim discussed how his dog likes to eat cat poo [like molly] and also how he likes to lick his wifes underwear when she leaves them on the floor….[the dog licks them, not Tim]. There was also a huge thunder storm that we drove right into with hail and intense lighting. Two trees were split in half from the lighting, and they splattered all over the road [right during rush-hour traffic, no less]. It rained so hard there was a wash out and 3 bikers had to pull over under the overpass. You could hardly see and every car had their hazards on. It was pretty exciting, but we did not arrive back at the Bank until 6:10 p.m. Molly had been home for 11 hours by herself with no potty break, or so I thought….
Then when I get home, I find a letter that says,
“Hi, I installed a new shw’r control today. There is some calk around the controls. If you could hold off til tomorrow that would be great. Had a blast with “Toto.” We took a walk & peed at lunch time. Great dog! Haven’t been kissed that much since Band Camp.”
Signed “Mike. Dwight plum and heat”
His “classic” grimy blue plumber shirt with red stripes and one of those embroided name tags that says “Michael” was left behind, perhaps as a memento, but the ironic thing is I did not realize there would be guests at my apartment and a pair of my panties were left on the floor…ewww.
So, the good news was that the plumber took Molly out for a potty break and apparently made-out with her. Plus, I have a brand new shower head that isn’t from the 70′s and doesn?’ feel like a thousand needles are piercing my skin when I shower! The bad news is a plumber was in my bedroom with my panties and he left topless. Well, that is about as interesting as it gets around here!
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27Jun
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