So I was supposed to begin training at my new second job last night. I dutifully arrived ten minutes early, ready to get started. I could see how busy they were, so I patiently waited. And waited. and waited.
And finally the manager comes to tell me that they're soooo shorthanded this week, gee could I come back Saturday??
Well THAT makes sense, doesn't it? I want to work, you need people, but.... okay then.
Cabbages... the last time my mom went out to her farm, my uncle wasn't doing too well and had to go into the hospital. Mom called Aunt F to tell her and F replied with great concern ''Oh no! DO YOU NEED A CABBAGE????''
Um. Huh? Local color notwithstanding... does anyone understand the cabbage thing? Is there some significance to illness or emergency and cabbage?? We have no clue and alas... we recently lost Aunt F to a stroke, so we may never know.
And what is up with Blogger? I wrote out a post last night (and let me tell you, doing this on a handheld is a special excercise in stupid, i think... ) posted, saw the message that it was complete and then went to bed. This morning? Nada. My thumbs? They were irked, having done all that work for nothing.