A Squeaky Serpent
07/08/2007 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
izmeinaUncle Vernon is travelling to London this Friday. Will be staying at dearest darling Dudley's place. Izzie is so so envious.
Figured that it would be nice to invite the Dursleys for dinner on Monday 6th (since our last invite back in May did not go down so well as the pair of them were in the middle of a grand snarking and sulking session)
With this in mind - requested the day off about a month ago (but decided not to tell them until the very last minute) But the Boss was on holidays and her replacement stuffed up and gave Izzie Wednesday 8th instead. When the real Boss did return last week - she had given Izzie the original date asked for. But we still had no shift for Wednesday. Had thought of saying that the serpent was available but in the end decided just to be lazy instead and use up an extra day of leave to make up for the loss of hours
So, What happens? Exactly the same thing that happened way back in March when Izzie decadently desired a whole weekend off in addition to the usual Thursday and Friday
Turned up to work on Saturday 28th at the usual time of 3pm. Being a lonesome sort of serpent and pretty much keeping our own company on our Thursday and Friday off - it was not until saying hello to the folks at work and asking some questions at the 3pm handover that the Izzie realised that the usual hiss had turned into a pretty pathetic squeak. Strange. Felt perfectly OK
By Tuesday and numerous comments about the croaky froggy voice - including from the boss herself - figures that this is a perfect opportunity to take a sickie for Wednesday.
Well. It rained all day of course. But by Friday when the weather was getting nicer - the squeaky voice got joined by a sore throat. Went to work both days of the weekend when the weather was unbearably gorgeous. Not just because the pay rates are so much higher that you'd want to be really sick when taking into account the opportunity cost but also because two days or more in a row needs a doctor's certificate.
Rang the ma on Sunday to say that we'd not be coming over on Sunday evening as usual due to having a cold.
At this stage - had still not told them about the invite plans but was feeling so crappy that it was totally out of the question anyway. So there's the Izzie with a whole free day and all sorts of grand plans after an extra long snooze. But once again it rained and rained and rained. There was even the odd hailstorm or two which is very very rare in this part of the planet.
So. Was back at work today. And this time the voice was even squeakier and croakier than last week. And with the sore throat and stuff and feeling sort of dopy - really should have gone to the doc yesterday and got a certificate for the whole 3 days. But because this particular week happens to be just the one where we got two of those 3 days off anyway - is simply no point.
Was working 3-10 today instead of the more usual 7-1 so got up at 9 to listen to the radio and have breakie before slinking back into the sack for a quick snooze between 10 and 11. Was originally going to slink about online until 12 which was the beginning of Question Time in parliament which promises to be particularly entertaining this week.
But got lazy and snoozie and at 12.30 pm was still curled up in the serpent sack listening to the mendacious rantings of our favorite rat. But then there were other noises to be heard too. Turns out that the Dursleys had dropped by and Petunia was outside on the landing. Oh such a sneak. Really ought to change those locks
Room 101 is the only one that they do not have a key for and it is always locked whenever they drop by as it was for the whole time during our 8 week Grand European Tour.So after years and years of wondering - she finally got her beady nose inside our Den of Iniquity.
It's not that the walls are adorned with posters of Potions Master porn but rather that the room is a bit of a serpent sty so we don't want the ma snooping and rubbing her paws on the walls doing the dust test or snarking at the invisibility cloak hiding the floor from view. There's books,bags and bits everywhere. Did a bit of decluttering last week so it does not look as awful as usual but is pretty abominable by her impeccable Dursleyish standards
Funny. They came bearing gifts including a black cabinet for a stereo but which would be perfect as a book case - especially if we can pop in an extra shelf. Strange. They know nothing at all about the Izzie list and certainly not item 33 "Buy four bookcases"
Yesss. Looks like making such lists does have some strange unintended side effects. Maybe we should tweek it a bit and replace the word "bookcases" with "Steamy Severus Snape Posters" and see what interesting leads our serpent associates can provide.
Figured that it would be nice to invite the Dursleys for dinner on Monday 6th (since our last invite back in May did not go down so well as the pair of them were in the middle of a grand snarking and sulking session)
With this in mind - requested the day off about a month ago (but decided not to tell them until the very last minute) But the Boss was on holidays and her replacement stuffed up and gave Izzie Wednesday 8th instead. When the real Boss did return last week - she had given Izzie the original date asked for. But we still had no shift for Wednesday. Had thought of saying that the serpent was available but in the end decided just to be lazy instead and use up an extra day of leave to make up for the loss of hours
So, What happens? Exactly the same thing that happened way back in March when Izzie decadently desired a whole weekend off in addition to the usual Thursday and Friday
Turned up to work on Saturday 28th at the usual time of 3pm. Being a lonesome sort of serpent and pretty much keeping our own company on our Thursday and Friday off - it was not until saying hello to the folks at work and asking some questions at the 3pm handover that the Izzie realised that the usual hiss had turned into a pretty pathetic squeak. Strange. Felt perfectly OK
By Tuesday and numerous comments about the croaky froggy voice - including from the boss herself - figures that this is a perfect opportunity to take a sickie for Wednesday.
Well. It rained all day of course. But by Friday when the weather was getting nicer - the squeaky voice got joined by a sore throat. Went to work both days of the weekend when the weather was unbearably gorgeous. Not just because the pay rates are so much higher that you'd want to be really sick when taking into account the opportunity cost but also because two days or more in a row needs a doctor's certificate.
Rang the ma on Sunday to say that we'd not be coming over on Sunday evening as usual due to having a cold.
At this stage - had still not told them about the invite plans but was feeling so crappy that it was totally out of the question anyway. So there's the Izzie with a whole free day and all sorts of grand plans after an extra long snooze. But once again it rained and rained and rained. There was even the odd hailstorm or two which is very very rare in this part of the planet.
So. Was back at work today. And this time the voice was even squeakier and croakier than last week. And with the sore throat and stuff and feeling sort of dopy - really should have gone to the doc yesterday and got a certificate for the whole 3 days. But because this particular week happens to be just the one where we got two of those 3 days off anyway - is simply no point.
Was working 3-10 today instead of the more usual 7-1 so got up at 9 to listen to the radio and have breakie before slinking back into the sack for a quick snooze between 10 and 11. Was originally going to slink about online until 12 which was the beginning of Question Time in parliament which promises to be particularly entertaining this week.
But got lazy and snoozie and at 12.30 pm was still curled up in the serpent sack listening to the mendacious rantings of our favorite rat. But then there were other noises to be heard too. Turns out that the Dursleys had dropped by and Petunia was outside on the landing. Oh such a sneak. Really ought to change those locks
Room 101 is the only one that they do not have a key for and it is always locked whenever they drop by as it was for the whole time during our 8 week Grand European Tour.So after years and years of wondering - she finally got her beady nose inside our Den of Iniquity.
It's not that the walls are adorned with posters of Potions Master porn but rather that the room is a bit of a serpent sty so we don't want the ma snooping and rubbing her paws on the walls doing the dust test or snarking at the invisibility cloak hiding the floor from view. There's books,bags and bits everywhere. Did a bit of decluttering last week so it does not look as awful as usual but is pretty abominable by her impeccable Dursleyish standards
Funny. They came bearing gifts including a black cabinet for a stereo but which would be perfect as a book case - especially if we can pop in an extra shelf. Strange. They know nothing at all about the Izzie list and certainly not item 33 "Buy four bookcases"
Yesss. Looks like making such lists does have some strange unintended side effects. Maybe we should tweek it a bit and replace the word "bookcases" with "Steamy Severus Snape Posters" and see what interesting leads our serpent associates can provide.
