there's nothing worse than ruined plans
well, i'm sure there are things worse than ruined plans but right now, i am not impressed.
anyone who knows me knows that when i am at home for an extended period of time, i count down the days for my return back to a life from the moment i get here.
this time, my countdown has now been thwarted. what should have been "2 more sleeps" is still "3 more sleeps" for yet another day.
i had all these plans for this weekend to meet up with old friends from barrie on friday/saturday, getting my hair done by an old high school friend, meeting up with a friend in toronto on sunday, and then heading back to london sunday evening after a day of vigorous sushi-eating and shopping with said toronto friend.
however, working for your family has its many (i repeat, many) downfalls. one of them being, they can pull the "only 2 days notice, but they really need you" card without having the opportunity to say 'no'...if it had been any other employer and they gave me 2 days notice and i had other plans, well, they're outta luck. however, because it's my family, i must come to the rescue and help. there is no other option.
thus, my plans for even more vigorous shopping on the friday has been cancelled (or i guess rather, post-poned) for an evening of pompous middle-aged people shouting orders at me even when they clearly know i am already in the middle of something. le sigh.
only upside...more cash for the copius amount of retail therapy planned to make up for lost time.
anyone who knows me knows that when i am at home for an extended period of time, i count down the days for my return back to a life from the moment i get here.
this time, my countdown has now been thwarted. what should have been "2 more sleeps" is still "3 more sleeps" for yet another day.
i had all these plans for this weekend to meet up with old friends from barrie on friday/saturday, getting my hair done by an old high school friend, meeting up with a friend in toronto on sunday, and then heading back to london sunday evening after a day of vigorous sushi-eating and shopping with said toronto friend.
however, working for your family has its many (i repeat, many) downfalls. one of them being, they can pull the "only 2 days notice, but they really need you" card without having the opportunity to say 'no'...if it had been any other employer and they gave me 2 days notice and i had other plans, well, they're outta luck. however, because it's my family, i must come to the rescue and help. there is no other option.
thus, my plans for even more vigorous shopping on the friday has been cancelled (or i guess rather, post-poned) for an evening of pompous middle-aged people shouting orders at me even when they clearly know i am already in the middle of something. le sigh.
only upside...more cash for the copius amount of retail therapy planned to make up for lost time.
Labels: family, plans ruined, rants
posted by syl at 12:12 p.m.
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