Monday, July 19, 2004
As predicted a phone call was all it took from a certain well-connected Senator to a well-placed Keyspan laison (a.k.a. lobbyist) to put me from the four-weeks-out, back-of-the-pack wait list to "You'll have gas up to your house by the end of the day." I might only make 29K a year but who needs more when you have connections that can make the impossible happen! Anybody else need gas? How about a job? Bring on the Lindt chocolate and I'll put in a word for you....
So now my crush on the eloquently speaking Senator who is gay anyway has been redirected to the results-driven Senator who got me gas in spite of the threat of rain that usual benches the Keyspan folks. But more on Senators later. At 7:30 a.m. I have an appointment with the local hardware store door specialist to learn everything I never knew I wanted to know about doors, doorknobs, and locks.
So now my crush on the eloquently speaking Senator who is gay anyway has been redirected to the results-driven Senator who got me gas in spite of the threat of rain that usual benches the Keyspan folks. But more on Senators later. At 7:30 a.m. I have an appointment with the local hardware store door specialist to learn everything I never knew I wanted to know about doors, doorknobs, and locks.
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