Yep, it’s always a friggin’ emergency when the cell phone takes a dump.
For months my phone has begun doing weird shit, and today the volume mysteriously went up to 10, when I cancelled the loud ring, the screen went into strobe mode like I was at Studio 54 or somethin’. It required a restart.
So, I was gonna order 2 new phones from Cricket, and they would only sell one at a time, until the first one had been “activated”.
Meanwhile, the dumpster guy emailed and asked if we were gonna get the dumpster. He offered to bring it today, and we could keep it all weekend.
I called him and said to hang on as we are discussing it. yeah, it would be a lot of work which means I would have to reinstate the old practice of indentured servitude for the kid. so I called her from the bunkhouse to discuss.
Earlier, I had called two more roofers for estimates, as we had given up on the other…when, out of the blue, he texted saying he was ready to start tomorrow. We exchanged some texts and he assured me that he was indeed ready. When I asked him what time he would be here (so I could open the gates) I have heard nothing…same old shit man.
Meanwhile, the other roofers called saying they were ready to come by to make estimates and I cancelled them.
Meanwhile, the kid is an expert on cell phones, and during that discussion, she agreed to help with the emptying of the shop and storeroom. It should be doable with 3 1/2 days…SHOULD…
Now the dumpster guy is on the way, so there is much work to be done. I hope I haven’t bitten off too much.
Meanwhile, the kid drove to San Antonio to get cell phone cases and protective shit for the new phones, as well as extra chargers.
A new cell phone is on the way…supposedly free next day shipping. Hopefully it’ll be here tomorrow. I’ll let the wife have that one since she’ll be going north later this month to visit her doc(s).
The dumpster calls…