I was such a clumsy oaf earlier this evening as I was eating dinner. It started when I was slicing through my delicious pork chop and the plate slid off the table and dumped my meal all over the floor. 

Hal looked up immediately after I unleashed a long stream of expletives regarding my stupidity. I grabbed a rag and began to clean up the mess I made. It was then that I noticed my Pepsi was perched rather precariously near the edge of the table. Immediately, but very calmly, I reached slowly to move the Pepsi away from the edge of the table. You can guess what happened. I knocked the Pepsi off of the table and onto the floor right where my dinner had landed a few minutes prior. 

More cursing followed, and that pissed Hal off. He got mad because I lost my temper twice in less than 5 minutes. I haven’t made such a mess in years. I am still angry at myself for being so clumsy. 

What do you do when something like this happens? Do you lash out like I did to release the negative energy?

I hope that it will be a very long time before I am that clumsy again.

Frozen Pizza

Pizza is one of those foods that can be enjoyed anywhere at any time. The temptation is always present to order a pizza to be delivered. There are times when I refuse to pay the ever-increasing cost for pizza delivery. I understand the pandemic. I know that the restaurant still wants to make money. 

Therefore, we will often grab a frozen pizza at the local grocery store because it is so much cheaper that way and we can have the pizza when we want it. It also helps that we can choose from pizza that we can not have delivered due to our location. Today we picked up 2 California Pizza Kitchen frozen pizzas. 

The nearest CPK restaurant to us is over 50 miles away near DC and that is too far to travel even if there were no pandemic. Being able to enjoy one of their frozen pizzas straight out of our oven is fantastic. 

Pizza – it’s what’s for dinner.

Expecting Professional Behavior

There are times and places where you expect a certain amount of professionalism to exist. A physician’s office certainly qualifies as one of those places. Sadly, today encountered one of those places that sorely lacked any level of professionalism. 

 I  arrived to find out that my appointment had been moved without my knowledge or consent. Luckily I drove for the first time today. If I had taken Lyft or Uber, I would have been stuck outside the office unable to enter. 

I also had a “phone message” from that office late Monday afternoon. I was unable to get to the phone to answer. The message asked me to call the office back. Within 5 minutes I tried to call back. I was put on automatic hold for nearly 30 minutes before the staff left for the day and the call was forwarded to an after-hours answering service who had no idea why the office had called me in the first place. 

When I told the doctor these things, I swear he put his head in his hands like this was nothing new. I blame the office manager for the disastrous mixups, not the doctor. It goes to show that he need to be held accountable for their actions, and for an expectation of professionalism.