Timothy Birdnow

I had one of those days yesterday.

First pop out of the box I found a ticket on my truck; I forgot about street cleaning. Not a big ticket but it was a ticket. Then I received a letter from the Mo. Department of Revenue telling me they disagreed with my return and owed $120.

I had to take my father to the doctor, a new doctor way out at Mercy Hospital (which is quite far from his home.) The entrance ramp to the interstate was closed, and there was no warning - just a closed ramp. No detour signs. I had to waste a bunch of time and eventually got on the highway, only to be stopped by what I though was an accident but later was told was a closure for a funeral procession for a first responder of some sort. Sat for 20 more minutes as I inched up to the off ramp.

We finally arrived at the hospital and it was a zoo (as is usual there) and I had to wait for another fifteen minutes for the valet to get to me (there was absolutely no place to park anywhere on the grounds from what I could see.

So, while we left at noon, we didn't get there until 1:30. But that was o.k. because they had no record of his having an appointment!

Now that office had called ME to schendul after Mercy's "central scheduling" had failed to get them on the phone. The girl at the desk said "oh yes; we don't answer the phone when it's busy." 

So I spent an hour and a half getting to a place where they forgot to book my dad's appointment.

We had to go way out of our way to avoid the traffic snarl; it was a parking lot on the highway going back too. I wound up taking side streets.

Then when I got home Cathy was waiting for me with a jury summons that had come in the mail.

I pretty much just went to bed early and pulled the covers over my head. I was never so thankful for a day to end as I was yesterday.

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