Jobs

6:30 a.m.-Woke up with a migraine that would make a nun cuss.

8:30 a.m.-Phone call from the boss at the stable.  She can’t send email, or log onto the internet. 
8:45 a.m.-Phone call from the boss at the stable.  Rebooted the server, still no internet or email.  9:00 a.m.-Computer at my Castleton office doesn’t want to run.  I shut down and sit through 30 minutes of windows updates, and another 20 minutes of Quickbooks updates.

11:15 a.m.-Tried to turn on my 10-key adding machine and it broke.  Received precise instructions from the boss on where to find them at Frye’s, which one to buy that had a rebate, and took his credit card.

11:30 a.m.-Arrived at Fry’s and parked next to an ominous looking old van with no windows.  Backed the car up and parked on the other side of the lot.

11:45 a.m.-Spent 20 minutes trying to find the calculators before I gave up and asked someone, selected said calculator and was heading towards the checkout line when the boss from the stable called and asked where to find the number for Frontier.  Went to check out and handed the cashier my boss’s card.  He asked for my ID.  I took the card back and handed him my debit card.  He treated me like a crack ho for the rest of the transaction.  Walked outside and noted the ominous looking van surrounded by cop cars.

12:10 p.m.  Went to unplug the old calculator and noticed a button was stuck.  Unstuck the button and tried to turn it on and it fired right up. 

12:15 p.m.-Received phone call from boss at the stable.  She called Frontier and apparently the DSL problem is statewide and not our fault. 

4:00 p.m.-Finally realized while I had been running around and working furiously on a new client, my boss had been playing solitaire and watching basketball all day.  Job security.