I rule so much, it's not funny…
September 13, 2007
christine has spoken
So Mike wanted to drag me to some lame-assed “Members’ Day” crap at the Seashore Trolley Museum. I know how much he loves this stuph, and I do my best to be a supportive wife. We shall ignore, for now, the fact that he won’t go to a scrapbooking/papercrafting show with me.
I was not thrilled about this trolley car thing at first, as his original plans would have deprived me of seeing the Red Sox/Y*****s game on Saturday. No way in hell was I about to stand for THAT, something HAD to be done!
Anyhoo, to make a long story slightly shorter, I’m getting a weekend in Maine out of this. At first, Mike wanted the stupid trolley car shit to be a day trip. But then he apologized to me for being an ass about it all, and said that we could book a room at Dan’s for the weekend. For two nights, Friday and Saturday…but I told him to tell whatever lies he had to in order to escape work as early as possible on Friday! I mean…his boss does shit like skip out when his wife calls and says that his kid sneezed…so why can’t Mike say that he has to leave because I sneezed, or one of our cats gacked, or something like that?
It irks me to no end that because Mike is not a father, he gets screwed at work, being expected to do shit for those who have kids, and fill in for them. And when he does get time off, he has to kill himself getting shit done before he leaves. That’s pretty much what happened before our recent vacation.
I completely understand why he does not want his boss to know he has a cell phone…if he knew, Mike would NEVER be left alone. Ever.
Anyhoo, I managed to talk him into making a weekend of this. I’ve not heard back from Dan yet about the room, but I doubt this will be a problem. I guess I can deal with a few hours at this members shit at the trolley car museum, in exchange for two nights away in Maine! I’ll get to do stuph that I want to do as well, and not miss important ball games and all.
I rule. 
