Forgetful
I was on my way home last night and, again, I had no MP3 player. I
hadn't charged it because I had gone to sleep so early the previous
evening. Well, I still didn't charge it. I went to work and came home
today with no MP3 player for the exact same reason. I had sent myself
an email reminder. I deleted the reminder. I also forgo to swap out the
dead phone battery, so I'm on half a charged battery today. I did
manage to stop at the store yesterday and pick up some things,
including some cut and bake cookies. I ate mac and cheese and a batch
of cookies for dinner. Now, that's healthy. Anyway. I even managed to
walk out without my watch this morning. I'm surprised my ass isn't
still sitting on the toilet at the apartment.
Story
I'm trying to write a short story. It is about a guy from the future
who comes back. We will see if I have one ounce of creativity. I
haven't decided if I will put it on the blog or not. I have copyright
issues with leaving it out here. What with all you intellectual
property thieves lurking about.
I'm writing it to inspire my mother to write her story. She needs to
put her thoughts and memories down in writing.
Call
I get the same call every
day.
"This company is handling a personal matter. Due to [something] law we
are unable to go into detail. Contact us at --- -- ---- ..." I get the
call every day. Did I mention
that I get this call every
day? I is a recording so it is the exact same message. I leave my
ringers turned off so I never hear the call come in. I have been
getting this call for about six months. Before that it was a different
recording. Same company.
This is obviously a collection agency. I happen to know that someone in
my apartment complex has the same last name as I, and she does not pay
her bills. I don't mind getting the calls really. I get some sick
satisfaction knowing that they have still not caught up with the bitch
who owes them money. I have just gotten used to checking for two or
more messages. If there is only one, I delete it without even
listening. I just hope that somehow, calling my number costs them
money. I don't dare call the number they have in their message. That
would be doing them a favor.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment