Tuesday, March 22, 2011

bossy pants.

you know what i like? i like being in charge. i find it entertaining. i really like being in charge when i have about 80 other things i have to do that day. makes one wish they had magical powers to do 4 things at once (maybe a solid 15 things). i always seem to be left in charge when things are going to go wrong. it is inevitable. sometimes i am in charge when darwin is going to be in the truck all day; other times it's when darwin is going to be on a whole another continent that has no service: internet, phone, etc.; or he is off, oh i don't know, surfing...yes folks surfing.

there was the one time that darwin went to new zealand to see his sister. anything that could go wrong that was completely out of my control did go wrong. go figure...the truck wasn't supposed to leave the shop, i had to make the executive decision for it to leave the shop. one of the guys got kick out of his "housing" facility and i had to figure out what to do with him. darwin had absolutely no internet service and he was like 18 hours ahead or something absurd, so it made communication next to impossible and me a little frantic for 10 days. AMAZING.

take today for instance. he needed to head to the kiln. so i am in charge of dexeley, the shop, getting money from people, calling vendors, checking the mail...all of these things require me to be in multiple places, all the while with remembering we have a 2 o'clock appointment (which still hasn't shown up...). so off around the city i go. collecting dollars, eating in the car, checking the mail, depositing checks. phew. get back to the shop and the roll-off guy is here. he proceeds to try and bully me and i tell him darwin will be back in 10 and walk away. success, i think so. darwin shows up, surprisingly in 10, and the guy is super nice to him....i see how this game is played....

i really liked being in charge when there was nothing to do, but answer the phone and drive the rover around. those were my favorite days....

ciao.

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