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I'm putting this under humor cause we don't have an Oh what the hell, its a three Margarita Day category.
Will need to speak to the powers to be, about this small omission. I think it should be rated like 1 Margarita, 2 Margarita, 3 Margarita, 4 Margarita, or damn it just give me the bottle day.
You all remember Diego the dog that lives with me, well I started my day waking up to find might mutt Diego in my bed. Not only had he snugged up on the bed, the damn dog had the nerve to have his big head on my pillow stretched out on my side of the bed. Then when I discovered this crime, did he jump down in shame, no he asked to have his tummy rubbed. In no uncertain terms I told the mutt to get down before he become meat for the barbeque. Tacos the Perro, 5 pesos He moved it.
OK up showered ready for work, the damn Mexi-mutt doesn't want to come in, hes sulking, two pieces of bacon later and 15 minutes late I'm off to work.
Sitting at a red light on the old bull ring road minding my own business when I am hit from behind by someone talking on the cel phone, I just know its going to be one of those days. Out of the car, to check the damage, yuppers, the back bumper is bumped, the tail light is no more and a real good dent awaits me.
The women that hit me was talking on her cel and just was not paying attention. So she explains she knows its her fault and she has insurance and then she starts to cry. So there I am giving comfort to the person who hit me. What was I to do, she was crying. All the time I'm think wait a minute here. Turns out she is a very nice person, a teacher and her husband an accountant, they live not that far from me and well accident do happen but geesh what a day.
So the insurance man comes we get everything together, and off to work I go. Into the office and all hell is breaking lose. We have an open house for one of our new developments and my boss is having a nerves breakdown. Looks like the caters are messing up so folks got to run. I am hoping its just a 3 Margi day but looks I might need 4 before this day is over. If you see me in the morning sitting under the palapa you'll know it became a Damn It Give Me The Bottle Day.
PS Tomorrow is not going to be any better, when I wake up I will be another year older, and my dear friends are very willing to let me know just how old that is.
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