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somedaybitch you know, the last time my mother hung up on me was my wedding day. i didn't talk to her for a year after that. i'm trying to find a compelling reason not to repeat that action.
why did she hang up on me? because i didn't call her promptly when i got home from New York. [and she wonders why her son is a melodramatic nutcase. mayhap because he is just like her? hmmmmmm. inquiring minds.]
i called to remind her that she has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and that i hadn't forgotten about me having to take her. she promptly started in. i said, "mom, if all we're gonna do is argue then i'm gonna hang up." so, she did. immediately.
me being the mature adult that i am, and by mature i mean totally 5 years old, promptly called her back. "when you're done acting like your son, do recall that you have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and i was calling to remind you that i'll be there to pick you up." then i hung up. mid-sentence.
she hasn't called back.
i haven't had a day off since 3 days before i left for New York. i work grave tonight, get a couple hours of sleep and then take my mom to the doctor and then have to be at work again for grave overtime. and then i work thursday overtime as well, get off at 0600 and then take a quick nap and then drive to Burbank.
i worked my work week two weeks ago now, got a 1 hour nap and then got on a plane for NY...didn't sleep on the plane...had a meeting as soon as i got to Long Island that lasted, oh, pretty much all day. got to sleep at like 2 am local time. then proceeded to go non-stop for the film, and did the same thing on the return flight...got up at about 7:30 am after having gotten to sleep at around 3:30am, then went to the airport, couldn't sleep on the plane, went to Jul's, took about an hour nap and then went to finish the rest of my shift that night. then i had internship the next day. then i collapsed when i got home and slept for 14 hours. then i got up and worked two back to back 14.5 hour shifts at work, on my days off, so i could, you know, make up the shifts that i took off to do the film. then i started my work week again.
but somewhere in all of that jet lag and trying to eek out sleep so i didn't, you know, crash my car and die, i should have called her....because clearly, her fucking phone is broken and she couldn't call me.
tomorrow should be a good time, and by good i mean totally fucked.
why did she hang up on me? because i didn't call her promptly when i got home from New York. [and she wonders why her son is a melodramatic nutcase. mayhap because he is just like her? hmmmmmm. inquiring minds.]
i called to remind her that she has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and that i hadn't forgotten about me having to take her. she promptly started in. i said, "mom, if all we're gonna do is argue then i'm gonna hang up." so, she did. immediately.
me being the mature adult that i am, and by mature i mean totally 5 years old, promptly called her back. "when you're done acting like your son, do recall that you have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and i was calling to remind you that i'll be there to pick you up." then i hung up. mid-sentence.
she hasn't called back.
i haven't had a day off since 3 days before i left for New York. i work grave tonight, get a couple hours of sleep and then take my mom to the doctor and then have to be at work again for grave overtime. and then i work thursday overtime as well, get off at 0600 and then take a quick nap and then drive to Burbank.
i worked my work week two weeks ago now, got a 1 hour nap and then got on a plane for NY...didn't sleep on the plane...had a meeting as soon as i got to Long Island that lasted, oh, pretty much all day. got to sleep at like 2 am local time. then proceeded to go non-stop for the film, and did the same thing on the return flight...got up at about 7:30 am after having gotten to sleep at around 3:30am, then went to the airport, couldn't sleep on the plane, went to Jul's, took about an hour nap and then went to finish the rest of my shift that night. then i had internship the next day. then i collapsed when i got home and slept for 14 hours. then i got up and worked two back to back 14.5 hour shifts at work, on my days off, so i could, you know, make up the shifts that i took off to do the film. then i started my work week again.
but somewhere in all of that jet lag and trying to eek out sleep so i didn't, you know, crash my car and die, i should have called her....because clearly, her fucking phone is broken and she couldn't call me.
tomorrow should be a good time, and by good i mean totally fucked.
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