...Audioblogger will let me record 'till I'm blue in the face, but steadfastly refuses to publish it to my blog. I don't know if that's some sort of editorial comment, or what?
My phone rang yesterday afternoon. When I answered, I heard Larry's voice. I've been working with Larry for a long, long time. Up until about a year ago, I was being pretty well snowed by this guy. Not anymore. Not for a while.
Larry had an appointment to see me yesterday.
He called to tell me that he couldn't make it. He had a job interview and they were going to do a physical and he really thought he had a shot at it and of course, he really needed this job. Nooo problem, Larry. I could certainly reschedule that appointment for such a good reason as this. Why didn't he just plan to come see me Friday afternoon?
He agreed and hung up the phone.
Larry, Larry, Larry... This is the 21st Century! Welcome to the wonderful world of caller ID!
Admittedly, caller ID has made my job harder in a lot of ways. But this time it did me good. I waited a few seconds and redialed the number Larry called from.
"Crossroads," the bartender answered the phone. Crossroads is the new name of the Elbow Bend which is a crummy little bar a couple of blocks from my office. Elbow Bend was a much better name, don't you think?
I gave her my best blonde voice: "Hey, hun. Can I talk to Larry again? This is Rachel."
"Sure, sweetie," she said and hollered for Larry.
When he answered I asked him what the hell he was doing there. He was a bit flustered and said "Uh, where?"
"At the bar, Larry. Why are you at a bar?"
"Uh, who is this?"
When that didn't work, he finally blurted out "I just came in here to use the phone!"
I told Larry he could head straight out the door and walk the two blocks to my office. He was going to have to give me a urine specimen for a drug test. That was at 2:00 p.m. yesterday. As of this morning, Larry hasn't shown up. Evidently he got lost in those two blocks from there to here. I need to get his face on a milk carton, ASAP. Either that or have him arrested.
Guess which one I'm going to do?