Why must I watch tv? Why must I procrastinate? This post in itself is procrastination, as is checking my e-mail, where I see a fellow Wrinker has a story on EDF (EveryDayFiction.com). Two other members have posted mention of her story on their blogs… Should I? Why not. Although it’s not really fair to the others whose stories I never mentioned… but you can’t go back in time! Unless you live in my nano novel.
http://www.everydayfiction.com/why-pews-don-by-stephanie-scarborough/
So, if you’re following my twitter (and you really should! Twitter is my micro-blog for life as it happens. I can post stuff before the day wears on and I forget it.) then you know that my assistant manager was so concerned about my no-show on Monday (Gave the day to someone else, who apparently forgot, leading to chaos.) that somehow she and the others jumped past “hey maybe she’s ill” or “hey maybe she forgot to set her alarm and her phone’s ringer is off” to “hey, maybe she’s dead!”
So I’ve been wondering since Monday who the “person in uniform” was that came by to inquire where I was. Apparently Jabber told them I must be at work since I wasn’t there. hah. Well today the issue was cleared up! My Assistant manager’s brother is a police man…. which I did not know until today. But she sent him to my house to enquire after my well being. Sweet… if weird.
I guess that’s my odd happening for the week. Not that one happens every week… but if it did that would be mine. And now I’m going to go write. Because my wordcount will not grow by itself! More’s the pity.