Punishment

Take one afternoon off to go to the dentist because your tooth is killing you and what happens??? The world comes to an end. Now, I work for an employer that gives you laptops, so like a good little girl, I went home from the dentist, called my voicemail (no messages) and logged on. I had 15 e-mails, but nothing serious. I worked on a report that I needed to get done, periodically refreshing the e-mail. Still nothing. Around 5pm, I decided it was time to close up shop and make some dinner. Checked e-mail one last time. Checked voicemail one last time and put it out of my mind so I could knit the baby Einstein. Go to work this morning, it's going to be a great day. There's a management retreat out of town, so I should get a lot of work done. Nope...all hell broke loose at 5:05pm. I had 13 voicemails and 36 e-mails about the same thing when I came in this morning. Did someone die you ask? Did a plane fall out of the sky with the executives?? No. I needed to find someone to fly to IA on the 6:30 flight to spend one day in IA. Killing small children you ask??? No, but something a 10 year old could do. You would think I was asking people to cut off their left arm!!! UGHHHH!!! Major headache!!! As if the toothache wasn't enough of a punishment.

I do owe an apology to my dentist. I thought he was pulling one over on me with the bruised membrane on my tooth, but was talking to one of my co-workers who had the same thing happen last year. She did say rather than the 2-3 weeks to heal, it could take months. Even better new, I know.