Is there something about me that just screams "don't return my calls"?
I mean honestly! What the hell is with people never getting back to me? I had the same trouble when I was writing for the school paper and now I appear to have it with this one! I have absolutely no problems getting people to talk to me in person, that I can do with ease. I don't always strike out with people on the phone but it sure as hell seems a lot more difficult then it should be.
Answer your phones numbnuts! Call me back! That right there is half the reason I doubt my ability to become a reporter. The inabilities I seem to have when it comes to the telephone. It is ridic. That's why I hate the phone, things like that.
So anyway, I might be conning...well convincing my sister that we should go to the Brewer game Wednesday afternoon. I mean come on! What better time is there to go? A day game which means no having to navigate the hellish traffic in the dark and day games do not sell out. That also means we should be able to sneak to close seats! And the game is against the Mets. I don't think I've been to one against the Mets yet.
Blach! I'm waiting on the water softener dude. He called at a little after 8 saying he'd be here between 3 and 330. Now he called at 320 saying he was just leaving. It's almost 4. I have to be somewhere at 5. This dude better get here! I guess I'm gonna have to call ol' mama and tell her she's gonna have to come home early just incase the guy is still here when I gotta go.
Alright. Well I need to finish up some stuff for the paper so hasta la pasta party people!
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