Bon voyage!
May. 25th, 2005 10:20 pmOh, dear. It's after 10, and the longer we work, the more we think of that needs done. And it's my own fault, too, because I really wanted to go out for dinner. (Procrastination at its best.) So, I took a little two-hour break and missed a lot of time that I should have been working. We've returned home to a disappointment--that laptop we were bringing? Yeah. Power cord will not be compatible with Swedish plug-in. We could take our chance on finding one when we got there, but we don't know if we can find one or what it would cost, and so the most likely outcome is that we would drag that thing through five airports, stress about keeping up with it the entire time, and maybe get three hours of use out of it. Not worth it. ;(
I went to the allergist today. I thought about going to the regular doctor, after working hours, so I wouldn't have to miss any work. They could only work me in at 2, though, so after I hung up, I thought.. that's stupid. The guy is in Frankfort today.. I ought to see if he could work me in if I'm going to be missing work anyway. So, I got a 1:00 appointment. I was utterly impressed. Here was my schedule:
12:40 -- leave job
12:45 -- stop at Arby's, wolf down sandwich super fast
12:57 -- arrive at doctor's office
1:10 -- pay bill, leave.
Thirty minutes, folks, to have lunch and see the doctor. I ended up taking only 15 minutes of leave, and that was just because I stopped to get a milkshake on the way back. It helps that all of these locations in question are about a mile apart.
Anyway, he agreed with me that it was probably my sunless tanning lotion, and gave me a prescription cream and a prescription medication to be taken only if the cream doesn't help. The main thing, though, is that M can stop stressing out about his poor widdle wife.
His wife, however, might still need to stress about him, though! We were at WalMart tonight to pick up my prescriptions. As we're waiting, we both independently heard the same thing on the intercom--"Magnus, please report to Lingerie, Magnus to Lingerie." So, if you think you've got problems, just think of me--they want MY husband in Lingerie.
I went to the allergist today. I thought about going to the regular doctor, after working hours, so I wouldn't have to miss any work. They could only work me in at 2, though, so after I hung up, I thought.. that's stupid. The guy is in Frankfort today.. I ought to see if he could work me in if I'm going to be missing work anyway. So, I got a 1:00 appointment. I was utterly impressed. Here was my schedule:
12:40 -- leave job
12:45 -- stop at Arby's, wolf down sandwich super fast
12:57 -- arrive at doctor's office
1:10 -- pay bill, leave.
Thirty minutes, folks, to have lunch and see the doctor. I ended up taking only 15 minutes of leave, and that was just because I stopped to get a milkshake on the way back. It helps that all of these locations in question are about a mile apart.
Anyway, he agreed with me that it was probably my sunless tanning lotion, and gave me a prescription cream and a prescription medication to be taken only if the cream doesn't help. The main thing, though, is that M can stop stressing out about his poor widdle wife.
His wife, however, might still need to stress about him, though! We were at WalMart tonight to pick up my prescriptions. As we're waiting, we both independently heard the same thing on the intercom--"Magnus, please report to Lingerie, Magnus to Lingerie." So, if you think you've got problems, just think of me--they want MY husband in Lingerie.