Why there is no post today

9:30 am- "Mom I need a ride to the health department for my TB test." (my van has a flat tire and is sitting on a block of wood in the driveway.  I feel so southern)
                 "Okay Caitlin, let me just clean the ENTIRE HOUSE first."  (it was pretty dirty, I helped by swiffer-ing!)



12:09 pm- "Hi, I need to get my TB test so I can get to work subbing for the school district."
                   Bitchy Receptionist: "We don't do TB testing, we do TB screening, there is a difference, and we don't do it past noon."
                   "Okay...  Your website says that you run the SCREENING all day every friday."
                   Bitchy Receptionist with shitty blonde highlights that needed to be re-done last week "Well we don't even know who runs that website, we can't control what they put up on it."
                   "Do you do TB SCREENING any other time of the week?"
                   "No."
The word of the week at the health dept this month is responsibility, by the way.  They have it written in red on a big sign, right out in front of the office.



5:00 pm- Mom: "OH MY GOD WHERE IS THE CAR?"
                 Me: "We parked here...  I don't understand... Where?  How?" 
                Mom: "WE GOT TOWED.  HOW WILL WE GET DAD FROM THE AIRPORT!"  (To accurately describe the panic I would need size 32 font in flashing red.)



9:30 pm- Me: "Dad, everyone knows airplanes run on love."
                Dad: "Did you know in Mongolia they speak Klingon?!"

All that, right up there, is why.