April 21, 2005
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Waiting. I hate waiting. I find waiting to be an abominable way to spend time.
And why is it as soon as one needs to be home, waiting for the plumber,
one instantly is filled with the desire to vacate the premises
ASAP? Whereas most of the rest of the time it takes a bomb to
make me voluntarily leave, far preferring to stay home?Actually, I'm waiting for TWO home-care specialists . . . the
aforementioned plumber to Do Something about the kitchen sink which
clogged up last night (again . . . it does it regularly), and the lawn
guy to cut down a rogue tree next to the house plus cut back The Bush
That Could Eat Dallas Iffen It Wanted To Only Why Would It Want To?Wait. Wait. Wait. Been waiting for hours!
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I'd have thought you'd WANT that bush to eat Dallas.
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Good heavens, Cindy, it's a lovely bush. She only wants it pruned, not killed!
Who'd want to kill it for eating Dallas?
I ask you?
I've never been to Dallas, but I hear it's a place of Severe Badness. So go ahead, you wild bush! EAT DALLAS!
Just tryin' to be helpful, Anne.
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It'd probably make the bush sick to its stomach, and it'd be, er, regurgitated all over my lawn.
That's all I need...Dallas thrown up on my lawn like Jonah in Ninevah!
No thanks.
No, Cindy dearest, my concern was that eating Dallas would so infect the poor bush that it would never recover. Of course, in Anne's scenario, the bush would recover, but what an awful mess it would be!
[frowning ferociously] Nearly 5:30 p.m. and NO ONE'S SHOWN UP.
Grrrr......
I called the plumbing people and they're promising as soon as the man they have in White Settlement finishes up, they'll send him to me.
They better. I called early this morning. "Fast One Hour Service" my Aunt Fanny!
I can stop waiting. They're not coming till first thing in the morning.
Then you can start waiting again.
"Home care specialists?"
My, my, my.
Whatever happened to "tradesmen?"
Was someone under the impression that the term "tradesmen" was demeaning, so they had to come up with a new one?
Signed,
Ever your multi-client domestic management specialist.
"Tradesmen" works fine.
My vocabulary was deserting me yesterday was all.
NO PLUMBER YET!
The yard guy came, however.
I fear Don's gonna have an apoplexy when he sees the bush.
It'll grow back real fast, though. Really.
I figured your vocabulary was deserting you, but that you'd picked up some silly new conventional term I hadn't heard yet (which isn't like you.) I'm relieved to hear that you were just searching for SOMETHING to call them.
I dunno, though..."home care specialist" possesses a certain éclat, does it not?
No more than "plumber." "Plumber" describes what the man DOES. He fixes your pipes and fixtures. Fixing your pipes is GOOD. "Home care specialist" sounds like weasel-talk, as though being a "specialist" in nothing in particular and "caring" for things is more noble than DOING SOMETHING.
Personally, I'm traditional enough to want to go back to "gardener" rather than "landscaper," but I know that'd never fly.
Anne, if you go and pour a very little gasoline or diesel fuel, as suggested somewhere else on the web that you regularly read, on the cut of the bush, and let it absorb into the stump, I'm telling you, it won't grow back! HAPPY EARTH DAY!
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