I woke up to a delightful banging noise directly below my head.
Was it a robber? A hangover? A family of tiny raccoons living in my pillowcase?
Sadly, none of these.
(A robber probably would've been quieter, I drink more hot chocolate than anything these days and the raccoons would've been cute, at least.)
The electrician our landlord hired to to work on our basement came over at 8am on a Saturday. ON A SATURDAY.
I'm actually not a super late sleeper. Usually, I'm happy to arise at a respectable 9:30am (I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that I am a student and we reserve the right to keep weird hours, eat Chinese food at 4am and maintain questionable hygiene during finals weeks).
So, while 8am isn't that far off from when I normally get up, it's too early to have hammer noises assault my dreams and stop my heart. ON A SATURDAY.
Naturally, I was very crabby. I stomped around the kitchen T-Rex style (I learned this from Christina), making coffee and muttering profanities under my breath, when there was a knock at the door.
Lo' and behold, it was our electrician, Rick.
Rick wanted to show me what he'd done in the basement. Because he was so damn pleasant, I attempted to match his tone and leave my snarkiness in the kitchen.
As he showed me all the new lighting, outlets and switches he'd installed, I found my irritation weakening. I attempted to make conversation as he showed me the fuses he'd replaced. After one sentence came out of my mouth, he looked at me oddly. This was part of our exchange:
Rick: Are you from Oregon, too?
Sara: Oh, haha. No, I'm from Indiana.
Rick: Ahh, I talked to your roommate from Oregon. You sound similar.
Sara: Yeah, I know I don't sound like a local.
Rick: You can't be more than 20 (not sure where this came from).
Sara: Actually, I'm 24 but I get that a lot.
Rick: Oh my goodness.
Between my accent and my age, I was pretty damn amused. By the time I had thanked him and gotten back in the house, I was in a far better mood.
I swear, there are some days when this town makes me so angry that I want to stab it in the eye with a salad fork. Then, there are other days when I find it to be lovely and charming and just overflowing with Americana.
It's snowing outside and I just washed all the forks, so I might be leaning toward the latter today...
...but the day is still young, and I might have to go to Walmart later.
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Yeah... Walmart is a sure-fire way to get angry. Good luck!
Raccoons scare the crap out of me so I am SO glad they weren't in your pillowcase. Phew. How's your SITS hangover coming along? And how many new followers did you get?
I feel the same exact way about my town!
Stomping around "T-rex style" LOVE IT, and VERY guilty of doing that, HA!
Walmart *cringes* A place filled with too many people pushing shopping carts and dragging around screaming children. It's a shopping trip killer every time.
This morning I woke up to my neighbor blasting a Rhianna song and singing to it very badly. Then she proceeded to replay the SAME song OVER 5 MORE TIMES, screaming the lyrics. Once that was over, she called someone up and yelled at them for like half an hour. Awesome.
Cassandra,
Some people should be neutered at birth.
i like to maintain questionable hygiene every week.
ps- i had such a bad shopping experience on thursday night (with ***mart of course) that i have vowed not to go back (not sure how long that will last) and right now i'm not even speaking the evil name.
I think you handled it rather well actually! Now, time to go get drunk and rob something with a bunch of racoons!
You have to be able to see the humor in walmart or you'll go nuts! I just have to look at that website thepeopleofwalmart.com and then I see it as a scavenger hunt for the weirdest person!
Carrie,
I know exactly how you feel.
JJ,
Usually, I take someone with me so I don't start throwing down with the 14th toddler that steps on my foot. Today, I made it solo and... yes, it got a little ugly.
If I actually had a chance to sleep in and someone woke me up- I would HURT them.
How was your SITS day?
If you go to walmart be sure to take pictures. It's a strictly visual place to get pissed off.
You have snow?! Ugh, I'm jealous. All we have here is crunchy grass.
Sara,
peopleofwalmart.com
'nuff said? i think not.
Rick.. that sounds liek a hot name... was he at least hot?
if he was, i would smash an outlet or five.
Why do they come so early??!
I don't care how pleasant they are, that's too early on a Saturday for me!
Walmart puts me in a bad mood. But 8 in the morning? I woke up at 7:30 this morning and about stabbed someone. It's just too early for a Saturday.
hey girl i nominated you for another award!
I would have killed him. I think you handled it greatly
ugh. I would've been way pissed too. And I would have been giving him the evil eye the whole time we were talking.
8am on a Saturday is every kind of wrong in the universe.
Kinda sweet that he charmed the snark out of you though. ;o)
I'm actually visiting from SITS (yeah, yeah, a day or two late, but it's the weekend)...
Just wanted to tell you I like how you see things and I'd be bummed if an electrician (unless I had NO power) showed up on Saturday at 8 a.m.
I'd need some serious diet coke.
A trip to Walmart can cure almost anything! Stopping by from SITS.
I too, am a student in the middle of finals, and the cable people came once at eight am to find me half asleep and in hot pink and white animal print flannel pj's, I lied and told them I was very sick, but thankful they came....oopsies. Truth is I was just exhausted and crabby!
well firstly hi from Sits and secondly go the salad fork jabbing I say, Saturday morning for goodness sake, we have a neighbour whose grandchild comes over most saturday nights and runs round like a lunatic at 6am on a sunday morning. I see rope and a gag in this picture. Nice of you to calm down though and good luck at Walmart, we don't have them over here but I get the picture.
it's almost like you are in some movie or something. Now if he was a really hot, young, shirtless (in winter) electrician... it could TOTALLY be the beginning of a movie.
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glad you didn't dirty any forks. :) hope you get to sleep in tomorrow!
It was when you mentioned Walmart that I REALLY felt for ya.
Hee hee. Keep those forks clean - I am up at 4am to a kid screaming he had to pee and a snow plow that just went around my cul-de-sac the 4th time, no no - the FOURTH time...
Every time I go into a Walmart, I feel like my head is going to explode. I hope you had a safe journey there the other day (if you went).
Hey there! Came over from SITS and wanted to say hi! :)
congrats on these awards!
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