My day today fit the adage of "getting up on the wrong side of bed." This morning, I had to find this message I scribbled down on a piece of paper that had a phone number and a reference number. I'm usually a very organized person (using my own method of organization) and have never lost a phone message. But for the life of me, I couldn't find it. So that got me rather enraged at myself this morning. However in the end, I found it because the paper was taken to another room. But then, my dad didn't feel like calling the number (it was for a vehicle donation...we're donating our old van) so *I* had to go and inpersonate my dad and make arrangements for the car to be taken away.
Now, if there's something I don't like to do, it would have to be pretending I'm someone else. It's not like I don't want to get the job done, but I really really hate the feeling of being caught red-handed doing something inappropriate. And when you inpersonate someone, it's pretty easy to get caught. And on top of that, I'm a pitiful actor.
Posted by jupiterstar at February 27, 2002 11:28 PM