No Meeting For Me

Today was a day of surprises. I arrived this morning to the news that Randall Bing was looking for me. I figured that it could be connected to my having figured a way out of the mandatory meeting and I braced for the worst. Randall actually seemed unperturbed that I was evading the meeting, but wanted me to get a couple of things done for him, since he and the rest of our crack staff would be occupied at the meeting. A small price to pay not to have to drive 4 hours to be bored senseless. So for today, I was in charge and even if I say so myself, things went splendidly. My coworker, who has been off sick for the past couple of weeks, is due back tomorrow and he can resume his rightful position as the responsible one, leaving me free to resume living down to people's expectations. In other news, I was quite disturbed with the reaction to my post yesterday by some people and they know who they are. A guy lays bare his physical and emotional problems and does he get sympathy? Heck no, he gets taunted. It is a sad commentary on our society. Lastly, for those who wonder, here is an update from the 99th circle of Hell. Cletus Sneed, drug addict and chronic underachiever called me this morning and it went something like this. Me: Hello. Him: Dad, why did you ask me how much I needed this time, when I called the other day? Me: Well, because that's why you call me and besides, you asked for $50. Him: I haven't asked for money in 4 months and I don't appreciate being lied to (no idea what that means). Me: Well, I gave you twenty bucks about two weeks ago, then you called asking for eighty, then a few days later it was a hundred and now fifty. Sounds like asking to me. Him: But you didn't give it to me. (If a guy asks for money in a forest and no one is around to give it to him, did he still ask?) Me: Yeah but you asked. Him: I don't like being f**king lied to. Me: I have to get back to work now. Goodbye. This is how he gets when he is on drugs. He has this misguided and misdirested indignation. Alas, this is just the first of months of calls I am likely to get like this. Here's some advice. If you ever think adoption is a good idea and someone from the State tries to tell you to adopt an older child, because he is just a wonderful little boy who just needs people to love and care for him, run for it. Merle. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgemental and cranky Tag: Daily Life Personal Finance Humor