I Spoke Too Soon

An article by Don Quixote    2 Comments

Yesterday was utter madness.

The morning started with another trip to the newspaper. You can only guess how much fun that was, but I was optimistic. Wednesday was my last day at the University for the year as we have a wonderful Christmas break there (Dec. 23rd through Jan. 2nd), and it was going to be our last day.

We had planned on having a carry in dinner for all of Campus Computing and I was assigned to bring the cheese and crackers.

A cheese and crackers plate.

What do I know about cheese and crackers? Of all the things at a carry in this is like the area that I avoid the most. I’m not a big cheese guy (granted, I am cheese, but that doesn’t make me a cheese guy), and crackers, we’ll you eat them with soup. To top off all the stress, when my boss assigned to it, she added the caveat, “Be creative.”

How in the hell do you get creative with a cheese and cracker plate?

I stressed. I planned. I replanned. Finally I came up with an idea. Then I decided I hated it and picked another.

I took a keyboard (donated by Computer Renaissance) and removed the main keyboard and the keypad and lined with foil and plastic wrap. I then stacked little cheese cubes in there for people’s consuming pleasure. I had originally purchased a basket like tray to keep the crackers on, but then I got this crazy idea to super glue old CDs together and make a tray.

When I got to the office I found out that my Super Glue and gotten hard and had to make a trip to the store to get some more. Now, normally this wouldn’t be a huge deal but come one people it’s 3 days before Christmas. I was afraid to go to Best Buy on Tuesday for fear of my life and parking. Yet, the fates were kind me and I was able to go to Wal*Mart and Best Buy and get back in half an hour. Who knew?

I got my tray glued together. I got every kind of cheese you could imagine including string cheese and Cheese Wiz (nothing was too good for Campus Computing). Now, that may not have qualified as creative, but meh, what are you going to do?

So that whole thing went off without a hitch; well until I was packing up and carrying everything back to my office. I was attempting to carry every thing in one trip (I’m the guy who believes that everything can be done in one trip) and get my keys out and I dropped the CD tray and it shattered all over the floor. DOH!

The day didn’t stop there.

When Michelle and I later went to Arby’s we had this crazy guy who ordered coffee and a cup of ice sit behind us. He was hummy, crunching on ice and making really creepy noises, I didn’t know weather to laugh or run away. It was a little freaky.

To crap (yes, crap) things off when I got home, guess what? No cable modem.

So now it’s Thursday.

We have 8 inches of snow on the group. The division has no idea that we live at the end of the street and it never gets plowed. Thank God for my Element.

This crazy guy in a mini-van driving like 50 (and the roads were awful) almost ran me off the road on my way in this morning. You would have thought the guy was on the way to the hospital but I guess he wasn’t.

So here I am at the newspaper again. Killing the time until I can leave and go give Michelle the Element so she can get to work (there is no way in the world she is going to get in with her Accord, especially as long as our street isn’t plowed).

What a crazy day.

Oh, The REAL Gilligan’s Island sucked. What were they thinking?