Sunday, May 13, 2012

Have you ever heard that joke about the tiler and the cat pee?

Ok, so it's not so much a joke, but just my Friday.

On Friday, I had planned on writing a post about how last Tuesday Inspector Climate and I celebrated six months of marriage. Doesn't sound like very long does it? But man how time has FLOWN. Maybe I'll still write that post, but I don't make promises like that.

Instead, I spent Friday morning with a stranger in my kitchen.  A stranger who we thought was going to be repainting the peeling paint in our kitchen, but instead ripped off all the tiles and then decided (and I quote) "that finishing the tile for the rest of the kitchen would take too long and be too hard for today" (it was noon. As in lunch time). He was a pleasure to be around.

I also spent Friday morning being incredibly frustrated at health insurance and the US embassy. The US embassy is a legend, they have renewed my passport in only a week - I think that's super fast. Except when they called to tell me that, I was in yoga and they left a message telling me to call Tracy back. When I called Tracy back - no one answered because they don't work on Fridays. Ha.

And then health insurance was just another little blip to make me angry (you know one of those days where the littlest things are just SO ANNOYING. HOW DO PEOPLE LIVE WITH THESE MONSTROSITIES IN THEIR LIVES - like bloggers who write whole sentences in caps lock. I'm sorry about that. Really.)

Look, I forgot what I was talking about here with the whole health insurance thing. And to be honest, the story isn't that interesting. But I think you can put the pieces together. Health insurance is obnoxious, none of the customer service people know anything about the services they provide - blah blah blah money out the window.

So, the day was just filled with little annoying things...but I was trying to, at least, appear calm and collected as we arrived at Sister Climate's apartment to hitch a ride to the in laws house for the weekend. I climbed in the back seat with the cat in a carry bag sitting next to me...

Do you see where this is going?

Five minutes into the drive, the cat let out this strange low guttural meow and that's when I felt it. A strange warmth on the side of my leg.

Don't be paranoid thought I.  Then I started to smell cat food mixed with urine. And wet. Lots of wet.

Yes, the cat had peed and it was pooling underneath my butt on the seat. And so, there I crouched, my pants and underwear soaked in cat pee for two hours.

How was your weekend?

26 comments:

  1. As horrific as that sounds it did have me chuckling! So sorry though, must have been awful!

    I hope you get the health insurance sorted, generally I find services like that are always useless and no one can ever help= just a nightmare! xx

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  2. Ahahahahahaha, oh God. That's awful... I too dread having to deal with the horrific health insurance beasts. My favourite is when they send me letters saying that to make my service more affordable, they're putting the price up again. Um. WHAT.

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  3. Ewwwwwwww! I have to say, my weekend was better than sitting in cat pee. Yes, definitely better than sitting in cat pee.

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  4. And I now command the universe to spare you from future one-thing-after-another bad days.

    But, oh, what a finale! lol.

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  5. Cats are nothing more than a sneeze inducing hairbag filled with pee, I don't know how anyone can endure them.

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  6. I'm sorry you had to act as a litter box but thank you for this story. It makes me feel a little bit better about Harry. At least he hasn't peed on me. Yet.

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  7. LOL! That sounds awful. Remind me never to have pets ;P

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  8. I feel strongly that your handyman may have been Chilean. Did you ask him his nationality?

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  9. It sounds like the worst Friday ever! I hope the next one is much much better.

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  10. My weekend seems a whole lot better now!

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  11. I forgot to point out that said cat is not my cat. I don't why that makes it worse. But man it does!

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  12. Oh god... I hope there's nowhere to go but up after that story...

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  13. Oh. my. gosh. I would have died if a cat peed on me. Not even kidding. Sorry about all the annoying things that happened!

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  14. I spent 4 hours on Saturday completing the Tough Mudder. Mud in places mud has absolutely NO business being!! Sore and banged up and bruised, made the long journey back home yesterday. As soon as I got in the house the first wave of nausea arrived. Spent the night puking (quite possibly from unintentionally swallowing large gulps of manure-and-human-who-knows-what-filled water throughout the course. Attempting recovery today. Somehow, though, still better than sitting in cat pee :)

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  15. I'm so sorry but I had to smile too. That car ride must have seemed like an eternity. I hope you have a new floor soon and that Tracy climbs out of the woodwork. Here's to a happier Monday!

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  16. Happy 6 months!! Man that must have really suck to be stuck in cat pee! I hope that your week turns out to be great.

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  17. Even though I worked, and I had the begins of a flu, I STILL had a bette weekend. Sorry Deidre!

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  18. Nooooooooooooo! Ewwww! ZOMG! I usually love cats but...bad cat! Very, VERY BAD!

    (Congrats on the six months!)

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  19. Hilarious :) Sorry. Two hours in a cat pee is the best :) hahaha

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  20. This is probably going to be my new, "it could be worse." Like this is bad, but I could be sitting in cat pee, sort of thing.

    Sorry you sat in cat pee. :(

    Lor

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  21. Oh.my.gawd. That is awful. And hilarious at the same time. Poor you! I think you should reward yourself with something, just to balance out the awfulness.

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  22. Oh gosh. Any one of those events would have been bad enough, but CAT PEE?? Ugh. I'm sorry.

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  23. Oh, a cat has to be loved unconditionally, so is the relation between cat and slave. LOL
    Sorry for your Friday. You have to be optimistic. There will be more Fridays on the way. :)

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  24. I've been known to randomly go off on health insurance , too. It's a b*tch. I understand.

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