Well, howdy there internet mrr folks, and those of you who like the ball of bases, AKA American Cricket.
It's troy again. Today, lets chat about bathtubs, and text messages.
Yesterday was the day! Mom's regular bathtub was to be cut down. My niece, who had Grandma duty, was there with grandma, waiting on the tub cut-out guy to show (supposed to be 8:30 am). Then she'd take grandma out for breakfast, and wherever to avoid the noise and the stench of the work.
They waited
They waited some more.
I told them who in the office I coordinated with...
Another half an hour (10 am) they wander down to the office. Lady calls tub guy.
He's coming tomorrow (today).
So, I'm driving the 1.5 hours to rescue mom. We'll go sit for coffee somewhere. Probably take her to lunch. Just gotta be home to watch the hot action on TV tonight (forbidden topic, so won't say what it is).
Hope the tub guy really shows today. That's a long drive.
Speaking of that topic, Somehow, I got on a contact list for a US Political Party that I don't support. I think I took a survey from a text message once, and either didn't answer the location correctly (I tend to skim read stuff, and miss fields), or I was in that state when I answered it.
So, this morning I have a text message from a political party in another state (not Indiana, where I actually live). I get at least one a week right now. I opt out with STOP, but the other candidates still access whatever database that I've been tagged as a likely voter for their party.
So, I decided to entertain whichever poor intern has to read the responses:
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Now, the astute among may surmise that texting before coffee should never be attempted. As I prove above. I managed to misspell "Best' as Bear. Hope the intern gets a good chuckle.
OK, more coffee, then shower and off to rescue mom.