Fairly petty. As I was headed to the gym this morning, I noticed a woman in the parking garage on crutches. So I did the polite thing and held the doors for her (two sets of doors). Not only did she not bother to say "thank you", she didn't acknowledge me in any way whatsoever. Didn't even look at me. It was like I was invisible to her.
Every year, my friends and I go to this sugar shack about 45 minutes from here, in the Hill Towns. They make their own maple syrup and are only open for the sugaring season for this yummy pancake buffet. I just saw on FB that my friends went without me today.
Adult Swim pre-empted some of their programming last night in order to show one episode of Rick and Morty over and over again as an April Fools joke. So now I have to wait until a Wednesday night rerun to see the new Samurai Jack episode.
Why, if I tell you to use my landline to reach me, and give you the number, would you call my cellphone?I usually have my cellphone on silent and tucked off in my purse. I never use it at home. The other day, I took out my phone to charge it and saw that I had a voicemail from someone I know. I called him back, and left a message telling him that I rarely use my cellphone and that the best thing to do was to call my landline. I left the number. I told him when I'd be home.Just now, I saw that he'd called twice today . . . to my cell #.This is not a stupid man. He practiced law. He was counsel to a big foundation. He's president of an important organization. But apparently he can't follow directions.Oh, and to top it off? When I finally reached him, he said that he thought most people used their cell phones. Well, that may be so, but I told you that wasn't true for me. He then told me that his cell phone is always off.