One of THOSE Days. . .
/Today was one of THOSE days. It started off okay, until I left the house to meet my friend Ed for lunch. At 11. At Panera. I'm sitting at a table and it's 11... 11:15... 11:30... I grab my cell and call him.
"Hello," he says cheerfully, when he picks up.
"So are you just blowing me off or are there darker forces at work?" I inquire.
Phone silence. Then a clearing of the throat followed by, "I am NOT blowing you off. Blowing you off would require my having remembered that we were supposed to meet in the first place..."