today, i had the whole morning off... to do some errands... clean a little... maybe play a game or two... perhaps even have a pint seeing as its st. paddy's day. figure my work would forgive me seeing as its a special occasion...
then, at 11 o'clock (4 hours prior to the start of my sales shift), i get a call from my work saying one of my customers is in and wants to buy a truck......
...shi*t...
but then again, i could use the cash, so i say i'll be there in 45 minutes if he can wait. the guy tells me he'll wait for me. so i drop what i'm doing and run into the shower not even pausing to shave due to the fact that its a 35 minute drive into work... so i get within 100 feet of the dealership and i feel my phone vibrating... turns out the guy just got a call and has to go... i missed him... by a minute... he left a message saying he'll be back at three.
so now i'm stuck at work over 3 hours early... 35 minutes from my house, so i really don't want to drive home so i could drive back again after an hour and a half or whatever. since i hate the city i work in... i just sat at my desk reading... fun...
what do you know?... 3 o'clock has come and gone and my 'customer' hasn't shown up or called. i put the word customer in brackets due to the fact he hasn't purchased a thing, therefore he is just a prick who has wasted my monday morning off. thanks bub.
happy f*ckin st. paddy's day to me... i need a pint.
