May 20, 2008...5:37 pm
This is why I don’t like the phone.
There was a message on my answering machine this afternoon from the lady I was supposed to interview with at the Autism Society tomorrow afternoon. She said she’d like to reschedule the meeting for Thursday or Friday afternoon. The only problem is, I cannot DO Thursday or Friday afternoon. In fact, in order for me to do the interview tomorrow afternoon, I had to get B to reschedule some appointments, the people I babysit for had to reschedule their afternoon, and I was even going to pick my kids up from school early. It takes an awful lot for me to get an afternoon off, is what I’m saying.
So I called her back and got her voicemail. I proceeded to leave the most awkward voicemail ever. I rambled about not being able to do the interview on either Thursday or Friday, and also how it took a lot of rescheduling to get Wednesday off, but I could reschedule for another time, and then I continued to stutter about nothing really for a minute before practically shouting my phone number into the phone and hanging up because I JUST NEEDED MY MOUTH TO STOP TALKING. (I’m sure she’ll listen to her voicemail and see me as perfectly calm and stable.)
Now I am absolutely horrified that I even called and left a message at all. Also, I now have NO IDEA whether or not I’ll be doing my interview tomorrow. I mean, was her calling to, and I quote, “…see if we can reschedule” just her way of seeing if there would be a better time because she’d prefer another, or was it her way of saying she absolutely cannot do the interview tomorrow? And when will I find out? Because it’s now 5:34 PM, and I have not heard from her again. The control freak in me is, well, FREAKING OUT.
Not good. NOT good.
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