what is better than waking up at 8:30 am to get ready for work?
waking up at 7:45am to listen to a conference call before getting ready for work.
the good thing about being on a mass conference call is that i’m mainly expected to listen. i don’t have to answer questions or think of the perfect “aren’t i insightful?” question. which is just fine and dandy with me. the only thing my brain and voice are able to team up for in the A.M. is belting out classic rock songs while getting ready. that’s it. if you try to make me form a logical sentences, all you will get is a grumbling mumble and maybe a choice 4 letter word. ask my mom, she’ll confirm.
so i joined the call at 7:45am, even though i know the call starts at 8am. hey, what can i say? i like to be prompt. i put my shiny new-to-me loaner phone on speaker, mute, and prop it on the pillow next to mine so that i don’t have to hold the dang thing for 30 min. i named the conference call Alex. it makes it a little more personal, especially since it’s in bed with me. it’s slutty not to know who’s in bed with you. ha. anyroo, while listening to the somewhat shrill and distorted hold music, it dawns on me that i get to see Vampire Weekend in 3 days!
3 days! 3 days!
did i mention that i’m going to see Vampire Weekend? cuz i am. in 3 days.
well, crap. now i have officially begun my count down. which is not a good thing at all. i am possibly one of the most impatient people i know. i try really really hard not to be. or to at least fake it enough to where people don’t perceive me as wildly impatient. but in reality, i am. i hate how waiting for things seems to slow time down to an agonizing crawl.
now, don’t get me wrong… i don’t have the whole “dessert before dinner” mentality. i know that you have to put in the work before you get the reward. alls i’m sayin is can’t the phrase be “dessert during dinner”? you know, have a few mashed potatoes, some turkey, a nice slice of key lime pie, a fresh salad all on the same plate? i would need to make a mashed potato barricade between the salad and the key lime pie (don’t want the salad dressing to ruin the pie), but that’s an effort i’m willing to make. so work AND reward all at once? that’d be swell.
or how about a compromise? i’ll happily be patient if waiting sucks just a little less. for example, if the hold music wasn’t so shrill that it pierces my eardrum and rattles through my brain. or if it wasn’t super lame instrumentals of celine dion songs. and i’ll wait patiently in waiting rooms. i’ll even make pleasant chit-chat with my neighbors. but for the love of all that is holy, make those damn chairs more comfortable! hard molded plastic without cushion is not friendly to the rear-end. especially people like me who don’t have much of one.
it’s not that i’m trying to be a jerk. it’s just that i’m so so excited about what’s coming up next! i’m ready to rock & roll, carpe diem, enjoy this life i’m living and all that jazz.
i’m ready to road trip it down to dallas with KK, hug Ldawg & the Lumberjack, and rock out to Vampire Weekend with the Rad Rs (the Ax & the pied piper) and KK!!!