3 Hours of My Life

Let me tell you about my afternoon today.  It wasn’t the craziest or most hectic afternoon I’ve ever had.  There weren’t any real emergencies or life or death problems.  But it was one of THOSE afternoons.  I was supposed to get off work today at 2:00.  Around 11:00 or so the lady I work for asked if I would be willing to stay a little bit late so she could take care of some family stuff.  Normally I totally wouldn’t care but I have class on Wednesday nights and I was nervous at what staying a little bit later actually meant.

She assured me absolutely no later than 3:00 and there was a good chance she would in fact be back by 2:oo.  I end up staying and hear from her husband that apparently some other family problem came up and he wasn’t sure when she was going to make it back.  Enter a little nervousness on my part here.

I’m watching the clock like a crazy person, imagining the worst possible scenario possible when she shows up a little after 2:30.  Phew.  I have three hours to get done what I need to and get to class.  Plenty of time.

I get home and immediately go to the computer to check email and since it’s a class night, I needed to log onto my student account and pull some information from my class.  Naturally I discover our internet connection is down.  I call my mom to see if it was working when she was home a couple of hours earlier on her lunch break.  It was.  I’ve now discovered it’s only recently gone down and of course I missed my apparent window of opportunity to log on.

While I’m on the phone with her, I see a furry rodent scurry into view.  Oh crap.  I go into my brother’s room and sure enough, his three gerbils have escaped by gnawing a giant hole through some tape and plastic.  Lovely.  And it’s no surprise they would choose their jail break now because my brother is out of town and won’t be back until the weekend.  Smart little devils.

It takes me over an hour to finally catch Scribbles.  I’m now sweaty and really dirty.  Want to discover how dirty your house really is?  Let loose some gerbils and try to track them down.  It’s now about 3:45.  Still have plenty of time to get ready and eat before I have to be to class.

Right about at this point my mom, who came home when she heard about the escapees, discovered gerbil #2 – Scruffalufagus.  I’m going on record to say that my mom is completely afraid of gerbils and was basically no help in catching them.  Regardless, she found him and it took me another half hour to finally catch him.

I know have an hour and fifteen min. to shower, eat, and get to campus.  Shower is now done and while I’m getting ready I realize that the internet is still out and unless I call about it, there’s a good chance it won’t come back up until sometime tomorrow afternoon when I finally get a free moment to call.

So then I’m on the phone with the internet people and it’s taking longer than usual to get the problem resolved.  As I’m on hold I make a unpleasant discovery.  I completely bypassed shaving my right let.  Hello, my entire right leg.  Now I’ve missed patches before and once a partial back of the leg but the whole thing??  BLARG!!  The realization is short lived because the lady comes back on and I begin plugging and unplugging cords and try to fumble my way through computer lingo but finally the internet was up and running.

The time is 5:15 and I have 15 min. to finish getting ready, eat, and get to campus.  Needless to say I looked worse than usual and forgot about eating.  Three hours of my life down followed by another three hours sitting in a classroom discussing the analysis and theories of the classroom – boo – and did it all on an empty stomach – double boo!!

I spent the last hour or so looking for Leroy – gerbil #3 – but to no avail.  I hope tomorrow he wonders out into the open because I don’t know if I’ll find him if he doesn’t.  It’s now after midnight and I’m heading to bed so I can get up in a few and start it all over again.

*Update: I kept looking until 12:30 this morning.  Finally I got in bed and just as I was about to fall asleep I heard him.  So I spent ANOTHER hour – yes, it’s now 1:30 in the morning  – and finally catch him.  All gerbils are present and accounted for – the gerbil drama is officially over.

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7 thoughts on “3 Hours of My Life

  1. “It takes me over an hour to finally catch Scribbles and now I’m now sweaty and really dirty…”

    If that is not the most perfect opening line to a low budget porno, I do not know what is.

    HAHA!! Yeah, that does not sound good at all.

  2. Hopefully he didn’t find you in the middle of last night!

    Actually I heard him as I was trying to fall asleep and after another hour, I finally was able to catch him.

  3. Way to save the gerbils! Next time my dog gets loose, I think I will give you a call. Maybe you should consider a career in the animal control field!

    ha no way. I think I prefer large animals. That way you can always see them.

  4. I am laughing out loud! That is the funniest thing ever. I’m so sorry I’m laughing at your wasted time. I really do feel bad that your afternoon was so crazy! But, it was still funny!

    Laugh away. Even in the moment I saw the ironic humor in the situation.

  5. Escapee rodents are the worst. One time my hamster was in his ball and he rolled out the door and down the cul de sac… fortunately he got stuck in the gutter and could not continue his quest to see the world.

    What?? How did your hamster escape out the front door in his wheel??

  6. I guess they don’t respond too well to you calling for them…I am guessing having the lights off would make him come out of hiding.

    Turning the lights off definitely helped to draw him out. Of course, this morning they chewed through their cage AGAIN and I had to round them up yet again. What a pain.

  7. My favorite part of the whole story is actually the names of your gerbils. Scruffalufagus??? That’s hilarious.

    My brother came up with those names. I love how two of them are basically just random words and then he has Leroy.

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