Sometimes I worry about what goes on in this frightening place I call my brain. Such as, why whenever I want to type "brain" I type "brian" and vice versa.
This afternoon I was done with all my errands and back home enjoying a little reading. There came a knock upon the door. The dog freaked out, I held him at bay and answered. There standing in front of me, was a tall and strapping young lad with an SCE&G uniform on. My first thought was, good, someone's finally come to trim the trees in the backyard. My second thought was porno music. This guy was the HOTNESS.
It turns out neither scenario was correct and the real reason he was here was to shut our power off. Oops. I KNEW something was nagging me in the back of my head the past few days; that, and the fact there was way too much money in the checking account should've tipped me off right away there was a unpaid bill going on. I'd just commented on Laura's blog the other day how I panic when there's too much money and then what did I do but ignore the whole situation.
I'm sorry. This week was kind of crazy, getting back into the swing at work, moving offices and all that jazz. I can't always be held responsible for all these details like bills and cleaning and cooking and eating and bathing and getting the mail, putting the garbage out on Monday night - it just doesn't stop!
There's a good ending to this story though. The nice young man told me I could go downtown (right where I'd just come from, within two blocks) and pay the bill before he would turn it off. In fact, he told me he'd give me until five, even though the place is only fifteen minutes away. What a nice young man. Why do I keep calling him a young man? Because he was YOUNG. And did I mention, HOT! I thought for a split second about joking, "Can't we work out a private arrangement here, (wink wink)" but I didn't want to make the polite man uncomfortable. Not everyone knows when you're joking, and even though I'm having a decent hair day, it would suck to be rejected, even in the hypothetical.
In the name of full disclosure, I'm going to have to tell Brian (brain) about the hot electric guy. I will add the part about propositioning him in my head as well. This will not surprise Brian in the least. He'll be too happy knowing I was home to save the day and that we have lights and heat tonight. That makes me a little sad.