{{Raq}} and Yikes!

I'm having a tough time today with Brandy. Suddenly today she is having trouble with her back leg collapsing. Walking at a slant with the leg giving out. She is happy as can be, eating, enthusiastic. No indication of any pain. She has had seizure issues in the past and I suspect this is neurological and not hip dysplasia. With the suddenness and the no pain. She is 12. I'm a horrible mother because I am not rushing her to the vet. I have her at work with me and am watching her for any change. Vet would be a grand as they would want to do a zillion tests. I just have to wait and see a bit. And let my dog smart neighbor look at her later. I'd say poor Brandy, but she seems to be oblivious. Poor mom.

I've looked at pet insurance for my two cats, and at their ages it would run $35 per cat per month but still wouldn't cover dental or Harvey's urinary tract issues. Daniel and I figured we would be money ahead to just sock away a set amount each month in a savings account.

Cellphone: *Ring*

Me: Huh. That almost never happens.

TempAgencyThat'sNotTheOneI'mCurrentlyWorkingThrough!Guy: Joseph?

Me: Yes.

TATNTOICWT!G: This is TATNTOICWT!G with TATNTOICWT.

Me: Oh. Hello.

TATNTOICWT!G: Are you currently looking for work?

Me: Oddly, yes I am.

TATNTOICWT!G: Blah blah blah, come in for interview?

Me: Absolutely!

TATNTOICWT!G: Blah blah blah Tuesday at 9?

Me: Sure!

TATNTOICWT!G: Blah blah blah are you familiar with TATNTOICWT?

Me: Yes. I tested there about four months ago.

TATNTOICWT!G: ...

Me: ...

TATNTOICWT!G: Oh, yes, I see that here. Well, if we get anything in that fits your skillset, we'll be in contact.

Me: ...wait. So...Tuesday at 9?

TATNTOICWT!G: Oh, that's really not necessary now. We'll be in touch. Bye.

Me: ...THE FUCK WAS THAT?!

Ha ha ha.

Well, maybe they were just going to give you tests and stuff.

Or they thought you were somebody else. Man, you get all the jerks,... Joseph.

Man, you get all the jerks,... Joseph.

Yes, yes I do...Emily.

I've just never heard anyone call you Joseph in 20 years.

Oh. Oh, my aching back and knees...

I say you show up Tuesday at 9 just to punch them all in the balls. TATNTOICWT=made of assholes.

I've just never heard anyone call you Joseph in 20 years.

Huh. I guess you wouldn't.

Oh. Oh, my aching back and knees...

Oh, you whippersnappers don't know about pain. I've got all sorts of old-people ailments. Bursitis. Gout. Twallops. Kneegum. Nodulism.

Your generation and your "Restless Leg Syndrome" and "Sleep apnea". Back in my day we had Corrugated Mange and we were happy to have it!

That would have been about three years before my day, right?

Also, it's a good thing my male students are more mature than my inner 12-year-old boy.

Me: "Tomorrow, you guys get wood." (Did I just say that?)

Them: No reaction whatsoever.

Me: Relieved to have dodged another innuendo bullet!