29 May 2009

the sweet sound of responsibility.

by sweet sound, i mean the sounds of torture. like staring at the last piece of forbidden cheesecake just after brushing your teeth before bed.

im laying in bed trying to sleep because i have to be awake at 6 am on a saturday. yes thats right i said it. 6 am SATURDAY. alas, my neighbors are outside playing bags, cornhole, sacks, whatever silly name you can think of to describe a drinking/tailgating game with a bean bag toss. secretly, albeit not that secret since im blogging about it, i want to be outside playing and downing one with the best of them.* instead i have the words to HELLO DOLLY on repeat in my head like its some sort of terrible Sprite Commercial** fact of the matter is i did a little late-spring cleaning this afternoon between jobs, with Hello Dolly in the DVD player. everything is better with streisand.

the real dilemma at hand is the question of my brother's graduation party. i am...triple booked. both jobs need me and then theres the party. so the day looks like this....Dr's office seminar from 8 am to 5pm. party from 11am-6pm and restaurant from 4-11 pm. today i tried to explain to the Dr that i had my brothers graduation party. the discussion went somewhat like this:

Bodelou: so, my brother's graduation party falls on the same day of the seminar
Dr: oh really. well, you can go for some of it right?
BL: well, i dont know how that will work, because i am also supposed to work at the restaurant.
Dr. well you could always just call off of the restaurant and go back and forth between the party and the seminar right?
BL: not sure, will have to see
Dr: i mean they are only 45 minutes away from eachother. its doable.
BL: yeah, (because i want to spend my day going back and forth....for a measly $14/hr)


so that clearly didnt go over so well. I am just going to pray that everything works out so i wont be killed/fired/beaten to death with a chicken drumstick by my brother or boss or coworkers. I will have to get that damn job i interviewed for last week put in my two week eight day notice and say peace out, suckas. ha. easier said than done.


pst. talked to friend mentioned in last post. apparently he is an avid Bode Blog reader. oy. what a pickle. apologies went all the way around, kinda. and things are back to normal, kinda. still miffed by it, but i will let it ROLLLL off my back, cause thats just how bode does it.


*i play better if my free hand is balanced on my hip OR even better with a cocktail
**has anyone seen the new weird sprite commercial where the people explode into water?

3 comments:

Erny said...

sounds like you're having a busy busy Saturday. poor thing. well look at it this way, at least you are not spending your weekend like me being bored out of my mind with nothing to do.

p.s. i hope you get that job.

amillionmilesfromeverywhere said...

f'in responsibility. f'in jobs. f them all. lets just move to hawaii, find seasonal jobs (b/c lets face it, there IS no off season in hawaii) and live by the beach.

works for me!

Roxie said...

love musicals! I'm a fan of the Chicago soundtrack!