One of Those Days

"Pssst."

The hell do you want?

"Just wondering what you're up to."

Work.

"Oh.  Cool."



"Hey."

Yeah?

"Still working?"

Yeah.

"Oh.  'Kay, cool."



"Pssssssssst."

Yes?

"Soooooo, want to work on something else?  I could really use some help."

No.

"Oh, come on!"




"Hi."

Hello.  Maybe later, I really need to get this done.

"It's later now."

Not now-later... later-later.

"It's later-later now, if you want to be technical about it."




"Hey, buddy.  Hey.  I know you can hear me.  Hey, you."

Oh my god, this had better be important!

"What are you doing tonight?  Any big plans?  'Cause if you're not busy..."

I do not have time for this.

"Forty-five minutes and I promise I'll leave you alone.  Deal?"




"Hey, sweetness.  I don't mean to be a bother, but can you come here a sec?"

What is it?

"My hamstring has been bothering me all day, can you help me stretch a little?"

I know what you're doing.  Thirty minutes, alright?  And I don't want to hear a peep out of you until tonight.  Not an hour from now, not two hours from now.  Not until tonight.  Deal?

"That sounds perfect.  I don't know what I'd do without you."




"Pssst, hey."

For crying out loud!