Whining My Day Away

My mom called this morning
And started again-
When will you get married?
I want grandchildren!
I’m not getting any younger you know!
So I hung up.

Problem is, I had given her my cell phone number!
I really hate it when I’m that stupid.
But no cure for it now.
So of course, she called as I drove to work.
I ignored the call and let it go to voice mail.
Five messages by the time I got to work!

I arrive at work and find out
My assistant is out sick – yeah right!
Two of my other staff had
Family emergencies last night!
I wish they’d get together and coordinate their lies!
And today is money day and Byron isn’t absent.

The boss just called and mentioned something,
I only paid attention when I heard ‘auditor’ and ‘tomorrow.’
Very carefully I set the phone back in it’s cradle,
Then bang my head on the desk a few times.
It seems to work for some of my kids, I remember,
But all I get is a massive headache and no aspirin around.

A quick glance at the calendar for the grim reminder.
Only four more days of school.
Then here comes summer! Yeah! Oh wait!
I’ll be here at 6:45 every morning ( I come in at 9 now),
With my fourth cup of coffee, a very over-anxious bladder,
A line of parents ready to drop their kids off, and my staff member late!