Monday, October 19, 2009

Should I even be allowed out of the house like this?

This was me talking to the acupuncture clinic's answering machine today:

"I have a 4:00 appointment today that I need to cancel. I was hoping to reschedule it for some other time. Maybe Thursday? Or next week? I'm at work. But you can call me here. I'll answer the phone if I see it's you. We're not doing anything new or important today. The number here is 555.... NO! That's not the number here! That's home. Then number here is 444.... No, that's not it either. I don't know the number here. I mean, I do. I just can't remember it right now. I'll just call you back later. Like at lunch or something. When I can think. Or form sentences. Or something. I don't know. Thank you. Have a good day."

When I called back, they laughed at me for a full minute.

Then, when having dinner with Work Friend tonight we had this conversation:

Me: I've had a headache for, like, two weeks. Should I be worried?
Work Friend: Have you been drinking enough water?
Me: No.
WF: Have you been eating well?
Me: No.
WF: Have you been getting enough sleep?
Me: No.
WF: Are you under extra stress?
Me: Yes.
WF: No.

I'm going to sleep now.


Bacardi Mama said...

You need to update your mother on things, please. I think work friend is right. You shouldn't be worried about the headache. I think you have enough going on to cause the headache. Love you!

busygirl said...

I was dying laughing at your voicemail message. I can't tell you how many times I have called someone and either totally blanked and been silent on the msg or babbled on about nothing!

Lyndsay said...

There needs to be some way to retrieve messages you've left for a do-over. Although you made the staff at the clinic laugh, which I'm sure was a bright spot in their day. You're just spreading joy, don't worry about it!

InTheFastLane said...

I never remember my own phone number, and I feel really dumb sometimes. It sounds like you are going through some rough things at the moment. Hang on.

shelley. said...

i'm a compulsive message leaving. it's quite embarrasing, but it's who i am. my husband just shakes his head whenever i finally hit end.