I've been gone two days, which I will describe in most hideous detail, but for now I get to say "Thank you, guys, for making my homecoming bright!" Yes, more awards have been bestowed upon this fledgling blog. They are oddly familiar since I received both previously. However, this time they came in a virtual shower!
I must thank Michelle McLean, Rick Daley and Abby Annis for each nominating me for the Kreativ Blogger. And Robyn Campbell honors me with the Humane Award. Whew!
All these people are awesome bloggers, so check 'em out.
I'm supposed to tell stuff about me, and I've decided to tell you about my two days in an alternate universe. I went to my mother's and noticed her message phone was dead, her lights were flickering, her TV was snapping off every few moments and the refrigerator was gasping. After I took her for a doctor's appointment, I called the property management people responsible for things like faulty electricity. They said someone would come around but I could call Edison, too, if I pleased. I called Edison. A little later Lovely Mr. Edison Man appeared. (No Lovely Property Management Man was seen at all).
Me: So glad to see you. The problem is happening in three other condos in this building, too.
Lovely Mr. Edison Man: I will check it out. *checks it out*
Lovely Mr. Edison Man: I have found the problem. I need a maintenance person from property management to meet me so we can fix it. Can you call?
Me: *dials* Hello? The Edison man has found the problem. We need you to send someone out.
Property Management Phone Answering Person: We can't do that. It's after 4 p.m.
Property Management Phone Answering Person: We don't have personnel after 4 p.m. We can send someone between 7:30 and noon tomorrow.
Me: But the Edison man has found the problem and nobody has electricity and the lady upstairs can't cook and is almost crying and the food will spoil and it's only a few minutes after 4.
Property Management Phone Answering Person: That's how it is. Edison can meet with someone in the morning.
Me: But he's here now. This is ridiculous. It's absurd. I can't believe you do business this way. (I may have said some other words)
Property Management Phone Answering Person: Someone will come in the morning.
Lovely Mr. Edison Man: We have a swing shift. How can they not have one? *shows me the broken bolt that needs to be fixed and leaves*
(I take my mother to dinner. We can't cook, watch TV or read. Next morning I prowl around until Property Management Maintenance Man arrives)
Property Management Maintenance Man: *opens the box* This is Edison's problem, not ours.
Me: The man from Edison tried to get one of you out yesterday. Someone has to fix this. All the food is spoiling. This is ridiculous.
Maintenance Man: I have to go on another job. Call when Edison comes back.
Me: *more choice words*
(Later, all parties meet and fix the problem. I empty five bags of ruined food from the freezer and show them to Maintenance Man.)
Maintenance Man: Want me to throw them away for you?
Me: No, thanks. I'm going to take them to the management office.
(I load my car with soggy frozen dinners and leaking ice cream containers)
Me: *carry bags into the spiffy lobby and up to receptionist desk* I'd like to see a manager, please. (poor lady looks at my bags) Yes, I know it is odd to bring ruined groceries in your lobby but I'm here to make a point.
Receptionist: No one is answering. I can give you a phone number, if you'd like to call later.
Me: No, I think I'll wait.
Receptionist: I'll try someone else. Okay, someone will be out.
The manager gawks at my leaking grocery bags, listens to my tale, says she'll take it up with staff. She even writes my name and phone number down. I leave her with the groceries.
You probably didn't want to know all that, but now you know I'm dang tenacious. And next, I write The Letter to the Board.
Now we come to the part of awards where I'm supposed to nominate a certain number of people and tell them the rules. I'm funny about rules, so my solution is to name some cool blogs here and invite you to read them if you haven't. The named bloggers may accept the award and put it on their site and play by the rules or not. Everyone gets to be creative.
BJW at I,uh, think I killed my muse
Andrea Cremer at A Blurred History
PJ Hoover at Roots in Myth