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Monday, Oct. 10, 2005 - 2:13 p.m.

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Wenchie drops the Plumbing Wrench

OK, NOW I did it.

I get all messed up in my days on long weekends... is it saturday? Is it sunday? Is it monday?
Remember the plumber who came zooming by with my friend on Friday, promising to come by on Monday to fix the upstairs tenant's shower drain?

Ahhhh well, as they were rushing into the car saying, 'hey, we thought it was a rush, that you had water gushing everywhere" (hah, I said 'two days ago his shower leaked, do you have a telephone of someone who could look at the damage... not 'help help water is exploding everywhere, help!!") and telling me they didn't have time to talk.... they didn't give me his number, and he didn't take my number.

"Oh, your friend has my number" the plumber says to me. "I have wenchie's number" says my friend. And they shout BYE over me, and get into the car and speed away.

Lovely. So, end result? On saturday I got the plumber's number, my friend said, call him on Sunday. And yesterday I just worked all day and never thought about it til midnight. ack ack ack.
And I forgot to set my alarm to call this morning. So I get up at 1pm walk the dog, and realize it IS monday NOW and I have set NOTHING up concretely with the plumber who promised to come, and he has set up NOTHING with me. I called and left a message, but now I fear he has already decided to go to the botanical gardens to look at chinese lanterns, or rented a porn movie with his wife and will not come by at all, nor even call me back. Goddamn for friends who 'help out" by saying they'll do it, but not arranging when. ack ack ack.

And who knows, perhaps he said 'I'll do it on Monday' because being a long weekend, he is not working on Monday, and on Tuesday he starts his regular workweek and won't have a free moment until next weekend. And believing he was coming on Monday, I called a million other plumbers on Friday to see if I could find one who could come earlier, but since they could all come Tues, I didn't take an appointment. And if I call them on Tuesday, well, I certainly am not going to get one to come on Tuesday.

Goddamn goddamn. I WAS on top of it, but now I have dropped the ball and cannot anylonger remain blameless. Goddamn.

I only hope that the plumber will call (I have to stay in now all day in case he calls and sets up an appointment goddamn... or maybe I can leave him a message to call the coffeeshop?). ack ack ack.

Ack again.

fuckity ack.

Did I mention I hate being a landlady?
How the hell do I find time to WORK?
and people wonder why I don't go to the gym.
Or start kungfu on the other side of the city.

Happy thanksgiving people.

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