How Do People Get Their Jobs?
So here we go, another one of my rants. I've decided to pick up blogging again, as most of the things that happen in my life on a day to day basis are hard to believe, comical, and just plain cant be made up.
Well, we're selling our house, and today was the day the inspector was to come and do his "inspecting thing". He said he "preferred" the homeowners not be home. Hmmm, thats me. I woke up early, took my shower, and got ready to leave my house for a few hours. Naturally, any other time, I have 100 errands to run. Today, none!
I decide to go to Village Inn for breakfast. As i'm finishing up and figuring I dont have to be out too much longer, i get a text. He's running late...........ugg, another hour.
Off I go to sprouts and browse the lettuce...........so to speak. I must have hit every aisle, wrinkling my nose up at one thing after the other. Decided to check out the vitamins/supplements etc to look for turmeric. Heard it was good for pain, and been wanting to try. Found a small bottle of turmeric drops for 9.99. I went ahead and bought it because my "turmeric contact, dr parker" told me to "read up on it" some more. I kinda did.
I leave sprouts and the next text comes through. The inspector was waiting at the house for a half hour waiting for someone to let him. WTH. I'm thinking its a fabricated story, which in other words means a FIB. And when i get home, Bill, my stray cat confirms the fact. He's lying sprawled out by my front door. Well, whenever anyone comes to the house/door etc, even delivering a package, Bill will make himself scarce for a few hours.
I seriously need to talk about the mortgage lender guy from last week though. He desperately needed some paperwork from us. I had to make copies and mail them last friday. He wanted them sent overnight. Well, since i'm not an idiot, I decide that no one is in his office either sat or sun, so making copies and sending priority mail will ensure its there by monday, most likely earlier.
To make the copies, i drive around and around and around and around the parking lot of the UPS store, seven times to be exact. I was about to lose my sh*t, when i finally got a spot in front. yay me! I go inside, carefully make all the copies i need, i pay and i head to the post office. Yup, priority mail, it will be there sat.
Along comes monday..............nothing. Along comes tuesday............nothing. Finally the hubby calls the guy and is told that it hasnt arrived yet. No, just no. so i whip out my handy dandy tracking slip, only to find out that it was delivered on saturday at 2:42 pm. I take a screenshot and that shot is on its way to the mortgage lender. About an hour later.............surprise, someone brought that mail to him and put it on his desk.
I'm still trying to figure out why the Title company hasnt sent our check back yet, and then when she finally tells me that she is, she calls my street west shore ave...instead of circle. I correct her. The address IS on the front of the check.
My mother used to have a saying. How do these people get their jobs? Since she's passed, I dont think a day has gone by that i dont use that saying. Maybe its a sign shes watching me...................................and laughing.
Well, we're selling our house, and today was the day the inspector was to come and do his "inspecting thing". He said he "preferred" the homeowners not be home. Hmmm, thats me. I woke up early, took my shower, and got ready to leave my house for a few hours. Naturally, any other time, I have 100 errands to run. Today, none!
I decide to go to Village Inn for breakfast. As i'm finishing up and figuring I dont have to be out too much longer, i get a text. He's running late...........ugg, another hour.
Off I go to sprouts and browse the lettuce...........so to speak. I must have hit every aisle, wrinkling my nose up at one thing after the other. Decided to check out the vitamins/supplements etc to look for turmeric. Heard it was good for pain, and been wanting to try. Found a small bottle of turmeric drops for 9.99. I went ahead and bought it because my "turmeric contact, dr parker" told me to "read up on it" some more. I kinda did.
I leave sprouts and the next text comes through. The inspector was waiting at the house for a half hour waiting for someone to let him. WTH. I'm thinking its a fabricated story, which in other words means a FIB. And when i get home, Bill, my stray cat confirms the fact. He's lying sprawled out by my front door. Well, whenever anyone comes to the house/door etc, even delivering a package, Bill will make himself scarce for a few hours.
I seriously need to talk about the mortgage lender guy from last week though. He desperately needed some paperwork from us. I had to make copies and mail them last friday. He wanted them sent overnight. Well, since i'm not an idiot, I decide that no one is in his office either sat or sun, so making copies and sending priority mail will ensure its there by monday, most likely earlier.
To make the copies, i drive around and around and around and around the parking lot of the UPS store, seven times to be exact. I was about to lose my sh*t, when i finally got a spot in front. yay me! I go inside, carefully make all the copies i need, i pay and i head to the post office. Yup, priority mail, it will be there sat.
Along comes monday..............nothing. Along comes tuesday............nothing. Finally the hubby calls the guy and is told that it hasnt arrived yet. No, just no. so i whip out my handy dandy tracking slip, only to find out that it was delivered on saturday at 2:42 pm. I take a screenshot and that shot is on its way to the mortgage lender. About an hour later.............surprise, someone brought that mail to him and put it on his desk.
I'm still trying to figure out why the Title company hasnt sent our check back yet, and then when she finally tells me that she is, she calls my street west shore ave...instead of circle. I correct her. The address IS on the front of the check.
My mother used to have a saying. How do these people get their jobs? Since she's passed, I dont think a day has gone by that i dont use that saying. Maybe its a sign shes watching me...................................and laughing.
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