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Sounds like a lovely story, doesn't it? Well, let me set the picturesque scene that is the background of this harrowing tale.
It is Sunday. I have just returned from two blissful, wonderful, and magical days away from my front end fiefdom. My vassals all cheered to see me return, the dreaded sorceress Patrica was nowhere in sight, and I was calm, relaxed, and at ease.
And then one of my vassals called out. I cannot blame the lad, his grandmother had a heart attack. It just meant I had to call someone in.
LO AND BEHOLD! Two people are on vacation, one is at a week-long school orientation, and the sorceress is training all week, and is thus unavailable. So who do I have to turn to in my plight? Two of my vassals. Only two. This makes Bubbles sad, to say the least as that drastically lowers my chances of finding someone to cover.
It is 11 O'clock. The distraught lad's shift begins at 1. Two hours should be enough time for one of them to get back to me, shouldn't it? Alas, 1 O'clock comes and goes until at 1:30, I receive a call from my first hopeful.
The answer is, "Nay, my lord, for I hath spent two days until now aiding in the moving of my daughter, her husband, and their tiny child. I am tired and require rest."
"That is fine," say I, for I am a kind and understanding overlord if nothing else. At least she called back unlike the second, and now last, ray of hope I hold. "Get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow."
The second never called. Never called at all. I rang her cellphone as well as her home phone and received neither an answer nor a call back. Bubbles is now peeved and perplexed as this vassal always calls back, even to say she can't come in. I'll have to inquire today for she is in!
But of course, because we are short on help, every knave in the vast kingdom decides that Sundays are now the best times to shop and swarm the store like Africanized bees. This makes the rest of my night suck verily of the cock.
Oh, but my tale of woe and annoyance is not quite through, my friends. Because we had no one to cover, I was stuck until all the breaks were done. And so I not only had to rush about like a chicken who has just been through the gallows, I had to stay late and deal with all manner of village idiots in the process.
It is Sunday. I have just returned from two blissful, wonderful, and magical days away from my front end fiefdom. My vassals all cheered to see me return, the dreaded sorceress Patrica was nowhere in sight, and I was calm, relaxed, and at ease.
And then one of my vassals called out. I cannot blame the lad, his grandmother had a heart attack. It just meant I had to call someone in.
LO AND BEHOLD! Two people are on vacation, one is at a week-long school orientation, and the sorceress is training all week, and is thus unavailable. So who do I have to turn to in my plight? Two of my vassals. Only two. This makes Bubbles sad, to say the least as that drastically lowers my chances of finding someone to cover.
It is 11 O'clock. The distraught lad's shift begins at 1. Two hours should be enough time for one of them to get back to me, shouldn't it? Alas, 1 O'clock comes and goes until at 1:30, I receive a call from my first hopeful.
The answer is, "Nay, my lord, for I hath spent two days until now aiding in the moving of my daughter, her husband, and their tiny child. I am tired and require rest."
"That is fine," say I, for I am a kind and understanding overlord if nothing else. At least she called back unlike the second, and now last, ray of hope I hold. "Get some rest and I'll see you tomorrow."
The second never called. Never called at all. I rang her cellphone as well as her home phone and received neither an answer nor a call back. Bubbles is now peeved and perplexed as this vassal always calls back, even to say she can't come in. I'll have to inquire today for she is in!
But of course, because we are short on help, every knave in the vast kingdom decides that Sundays are now the best times to shop and swarm the store like Africanized bees. This makes the rest of my night suck verily of the cock.
Oh, but my tale of woe and annoyance is not quite through, my friends. Because we had no one to cover, I was stuck until all the breaks were done. And so I not only had to rush about like a chicken who has just been through the gallows, I had to stay late and deal with all manner of village idiots in the process.
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