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.