Hope all is well.
This morning I accompanied the hubster to a doctor’s appointment. While we were in the waiting area one of the physicians in the office next door got into it with his receptionist/ office manager. We had ringside seats due to a conveniently open door. The receptionist told the doc that he was totally unprofessional, that the earliest she could be at work was 9:15 which by the way was killing her, so could he just cut her a effing break.
All the patients were trying very hard to pretend they didn’t hear it. Well, except us – we couldn’t stop laughing.
That’s the point when they closed the door to continue their discussion.
Our doctor called us into his office after that, and she was at her desk when we left, so I guess he cut her that break.
The appointment went well, and after dropping the spouse off at home for his afternoon siesta. I decided to go settle a score at a local eatery.
On Sunday I decided to try a new place for brunch. It was pouring outside, and I entered the place dripping wet, and looking forward to a good meal. A bus boy approached me menu in hand.
There was a seat available at the bar, and when I’m alone I like to sit there. Why deny a couple? Know what I mean?
I’ll take that available seat at the bar please.
No, you don’t have to sit at the bar. I have a booth available, as long you can fit in it. Do you think you’ll fit.
Yes, you did read that right.
I turned and headed for the door, even though I so wanted to start swinging my bag at his head while yelling at the top of my lungs.
I’m telling you in these days of mobile phone video cameras it would have gone viral.
But I decided to take the high road and head for the door pronto. I would return when I was calm.
A waitress saw the expression on my face, and asked what happened. I gave her the ten second version, and she immediately started yelling for a manager.
Wait please let me do something.
Thank you but I just want to leave.
When I arrived at the restaurant the manager knew who I was as soon as I said Sunday incident.
Seems that waitress made a much needed big deal on my part. And the manager was glad to stand there and listen quietly as I told him exactly how I felt for ten solid minutes.
Okay, time to work on tomorrow’s to do list.
Here’s some random rosebuds and balloons my camera phone found.
Much bloglove to all.