When It Rains, It Pours

Well crap! Here’s what was planned and what has happened since things were planned:

I spoke to the ex-roommie on Sunday and Tuesday. He told me he was going to help me after his MBA class Wednesday night (after 9 or so) clean the old apt. So I blow off the Ptolemy Kickoff Party so I can move and clean (The party? From 6-8, it was $10 all you can drink beer & happy hour prices on everything else. I heard we packed them in). Oh yea. I was also going to have him help me load the huge ass carpet into the back of my truck so I could bring it to the office this morning.

So I go to the old apt right after work and load up a bunch of stuff to take to Mom & Dad’s house in Gtown. Unload it and head back west bound. I stop at the new place to grab dinner and then get back to moving. At 8:45 I get a call from the ex-roomie:
Him “Hey Buddy, I don’t think I’m going to make it.”
Me “WFT!!!!!!!”
Him “Yea…something came up. I can’t make it tonight.”
Me “But you said you were going to be here and help me right after class. I was counting on you.”
Him “Yea sorry.”
Me “Well can’t do anything Thursday night and Friday is the end of the month.”
Him “I’m working both nights.”
Me “So when do you plan on helping clean?”
Him “Well I can do some during the day.”
Me “Well I’m not throwing your crap away. You can do that. Now how am I supposed to get this carpet out of here?”

So this went on and on until we resolved that he would meet me at the old apartment on my lunch break. We’re going to carry the carpet down the stairs and throw it in the bed of my truck. There’s one more piece of furniture I’m going to grab too and then come back.

Let’s see 15 minute drive there and then back. That’s 30 minutes. Say 10-15 minutes to move stuff and unload at the office. Hmm…looks like I’m not going to eat lunch today. Great, I’ll eat like a pig tonight. Can you find a better way to impress a date?

So back to the phone call, we resolve the issue and then he tells me about the perps he’s been arresting lately. Funny stories. I wish I could post them, but after I heard about the cops who posted that stuff on myspace and got in trouble for it, I’ll leave that alone.

Have a good one.

p.s. I know I wrote this during the morning, but as it won’t be done before work starts, I’ll post it at lunch before I leave.

Songs on the Playlist (I love random playlists!):
Bob Dylan – Absolutely Sweet Marie
Alice Cooper – Halo of Flies
CCR – Susie Q
Fatboy Slim – Weapon of Choice
George Strait – Heartland
Jack Johnson – Inaudible Melodies
NMAS – 51 Phantom


Kat said...

Sorry to hear about the FUBAR moving sitch. We definitely missed your presence. :)

Anonymous said...

You were there, you did your part - you missed one excellent event. I say you took too much responsiblity. You should have cleaned x amount, called another friend to have moved that piece and called it a day. Regarding the cop stories: you ain't no cop. You are not on the city payroll - let those stories loose.
See ya'

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