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asphaltcowgrrlRelax, it’s not anything bad, I promise. I’m just DYING right now.
So, my lunch date yesterday was spurred by me having to call ICP to reopen a permit that was expired. We’d gotten the job way back at the beginning of the year and the permit said it expired in June. But I wanted to wait just in case it didn’t start for another six months, not wanting to push my luck with ICP. I called him Monday afternoon and he returned my call Tuesday morning, which led us to a conversation about how we never managed to have lunch. He fixed my permit, said he’d call me back later, swore he wasn’t kidding, and that was it. He called back around 1:30 and set up our lunch for Wednesday.
Anyway, not why I’m writing this. I get here this morning, come out of the bathroom, hear Brian call to me, and I go into his office, where he’s with Rhett. Brian and I had had a conversation the other day about a job being cancelled. We had two of the same job (they’re small dental offices) and they tell me that the one that had been cancelled was the one I’d just called ICP about to get the permit reopened.
I’m dying inside because REALLY? I say, “That’s hilarious because I just called to get that permit reopened this week.” Brian’s eyes get wide and he says, “OOOH, you mentioned that, too.” I shrug and say, “It’s a good thing he likes me.” How I managed to not burst into a fit of laughter while saying that I’ll never know.
I’m extremely tempted to call him and tell him this.
Update: Brian and Rhett were confused. It was a third dental office, not either of the two on the job list. I’m still CRYING over this whole fiasco.
So, my lunch date yesterday was spurred by me having to call ICP to reopen a permit that was expired. We’d gotten the job way back at the beginning of the year and the permit said it expired in June. But I wanted to wait just in case it didn’t start for another six months, not wanting to push my luck with ICP. I called him Monday afternoon and he returned my call Tuesday morning, which led us to a conversation about how we never managed to have lunch. He fixed my permit, said he’d call me back later, swore he wasn’t kidding, and that was it. He called back around 1:30 and set up our lunch for Wednesday.
Anyway, not why I’m writing this. I get here this morning, come out of the bathroom, hear Brian call to me, and I go into his office, where he’s with Rhett. Brian and I had had a conversation the other day about a job being cancelled. We had two of the same job (they’re small dental offices) and they tell me that the one that had been cancelled was the one I’d just called ICP about to get the permit reopened.
I’m dying inside because REALLY? I say, “That’s hilarious because I just called to get that permit reopened this week.” Brian’s eyes get wide and he says, “OOOH, you mentioned that, too.” I shrug and say, “It’s a good thing he likes me.” How I managed to not burst into a fit of laughter while saying that I’ll never know.
I’m extremely tempted to call him and tell him this.
Update: Brian and Rhett were confused. It was a third dental office, not either of the two on the job list. I’m still CRYING over this whole fiasco.
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Date: 2022-11-17 05:53 pm (UTC)hahahahaha!!!
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Date: 2022-11-17 06:02 pm (UTC)I think I hurt myself trying to hold in the laughter. 🤣
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Date: 2022-11-17 06:21 pm (UTC)Do they know you went to lunch w/ him?
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Date: 2022-11-17 06:23 pm (UTC)NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Thanks to my former boss, Tim, I have a bit of a reputation where he is concerned (meaning he always made me laugh which made Tim think I was drinking on the job). Joel refers to him as 'my boy' and there is no way in hell I was letting these guys know! LOL
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Date: 2022-11-17 06:30 pm (UTC)AH — so he didn't actually come in and get you like he said!
GOOD MOVE on your part
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Date: 2022-11-17 06:42 pm (UTC)He did, but I'm out front and they're all in another room so unless someone came out by my desk, they'd never know someone was out here. I poked my head in and said, "I'm leaving, byyyyye," and ran. LOL
Thanks. I can handle a little friendly teasing, but not the level I'd get if they knew who I had lunch with. I mean, back in February, I had three teeth pulled and a bone graft done. I had to go back a week or so later and my appointment happened to land on Valentine's Day. Joel said I was lying about my dentist appointment and had a date with my fire inspector. So yeah, not telling them ANYTHING.