I got up, checked to make sure the dental college was open, had breakfast and brushed my teeth, and got myself to the bus stop.
After about 15 bone-chilling minutes of waiting, I concluded that I had somehow missed my bus. (Which I still think is impossible. There is no way that bus should have gotten from 22nd and Van Dorn to 17th and Washington that quickly. But there you have it.) So I walked back to the apartment, checked the schedules, called and left a message at the appointment desk (not yet open, of course) that I had missed my bus and was going to be somewhat late.
As I was suiting back up to go back to the bus stop the phone rang. It was my dental hygienist, calling to say that the snowfall had left her stuck at home, so she was going to cancel all her appointments today and reschedule later.
Now strictly speaking this makes missing the bus a good thing, as otherwise I'd gotten all the way to the Dental College and then found out it was for nothing. However, it just felt frustrating to me. I mean, really, should it be this hard to get the tartar cleaned off my teeth and listen to the semi-annual lecture on how I should be flossing regularly?
I could have gone to work at that point, but I had already made the preparations to take the day off and I was feeling annoyed. So I'm going to stay indoors, do housework and oglevegetable porn gardening websites.
In the meantime, I've rescheduled my appointment for the end of January. You've been warned.
After about 15 bone-chilling minutes of waiting, I concluded that I had somehow missed my bus. (Which I still think is impossible. There is no way that bus should have gotten from 22nd and Van Dorn to 17th and Washington that quickly. But there you have it.) So I walked back to the apartment, checked the schedules, called and left a message at the appointment desk (not yet open, of course) that I had missed my bus and was going to be somewhat late.
As I was suiting back up to go back to the bus stop the phone rang. It was my dental hygienist, calling to say that the snowfall had left her stuck at home, so she was going to cancel all her appointments today and reschedule later.
Now strictly speaking this makes missing the bus a good thing, as otherwise I'd gotten all the way to the Dental College and then found out it was for nothing. However, it just felt frustrating to me. I mean, really, should it be this hard to get the tartar cleaned off my teeth and listen to the semi-annual lecture on how I should be flossing regularly?
I could have gone to work at that point, but I had already made the preparations to take the day off and I was feeling annoyed. So I'm going to stay indoors, do housework and ogle
In the meantime, I've rescheduled my appointment for the end of January. You've been warned.