ONE OF THOSE MOMENTS

Beautiful weather in my mountain right now, 24C which is around 75F, I believe. Sun is shining with a few puffy clouds in the sky, but no mention of rain in the forecast. Guess there will be some watering to do in the garden, although I’ll wait on Karen to get back this afternoon to be certain. She’s the expert, and I don’t want to drown the poor plants, which is well within my blunders.

I mentioned already that we have been having problems with the internet since the recent huge storm. A company technician came last week and repaired mine, but the Company hadn’t given instruction to do the same with the one downstairs, so he couldn’t touch it. Again, after this Sunday’s heavy winds, both WIFI connections stopped functioning. It takes forever and a day to get things regulated with a tech over the phone, so I waited until after I arrived home from work to call. We first tackled my modem, and after many, many minutes he managed a miracle, and my modem was flashing positive! We tried the same downstairs, but after many, many more minutes, a couple of times his hanging up to get info elsewhere then calling back, it was confirmed that another technician needed to come on site and check things out.

We’re talking being on the phone for approximately 2 hours here. During that time I had him on speaker, so of course he heard me let the beasts in and out a few times, make myself a coffee, use the ‘john’ (but I blocked the speaker during THAT event, LOL) and the mouthy bird calling ‘Hello? Coucou!’ over and over, plus the sweet nothings I routinely murmur to my animal (and bird) friends when with them.

At one point near the end of our conversation he told me he needed to, once again, put me on hold while he called another department. I had already mentioned that I had just finished standing for 6 hours at work, implying politely ‘Can we hurry this up?’, so it was no surprise when he nicely suggested that I take a break, have a drink and relax while waiting. “Way ahead of ya,” I answered. “I’m on my second glass of wine.”

“Good for you!” He replied. Within 10 minutes he was back confirming the tech would come here tomorrow. I asked him his name (always a good idea to take names). He was already chuckling when he told me “My name is Sam.”

Immediate flashback. My male pup, Sam, had come up to me for cuddles during our conversation, and I had done the usual “Hey there, my sweet Sam boy! You’re such a good boy, just my lovey-dovey fellow, aren’t you? Just the best boy in the world…etc., etc.” The guy had certainly heard all this. After my red-faced moment of silence, I realize how hilarious it was.

“Ummm…well, my dog here is called Sam, and you do realize I was talking to HIM, right?” We were both laughing outright by now. He assured me that yes, he was aware that I hadn’t known it was his name too, but that he was grinning all along during my cooing… and he was hoping that I would ask for his identification at the end of our call so he could share the joke.

That’s how my day ended, folks. No wonder I’m SMILING!! Hope reading this made you SMILE too!

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