Mood: Lazy
I should be doing my homework, but you have no idea how much I hate accounting. I have to do that and my mid-term, which, I just SO don't want to do! Though, the upside is, I'm halfway through the class. :)
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So we had an opportunity to adopt a dachshund from one of my coworkers. Actually I didn't know her, but I got the info through another coworker. Anyway, this lady's apartment manager found the dog in the parking lot. He thought the dog belonged to one of his tenants. After trying to find the owner without success, he gave the dog to this lady who said she'd find him a good home, even though, she herself could not afford the pet deposit. I asked Scott if he was interested in the dog, he said yes, so I got her number and tried to set up a "meet and greet" session w/our cat and the dog.
We were under the impression he was a puppy but she called and left me a voicemail saying, "Well, he's old - probably 3 or 4." Then she told me to call her back, gave me her cell, etc. So I thought, a 4 year old dog is "old?" I guess our cat was ancient when we got her - she was 6! I called her back and said I'd like to schedule something at our place for around 6:30 PM on Friday.
When I called to confirm our session, the lady was still at work. Then she's like, "Well I just want to let you know I'm very leery about the home he goes to. He's old and really needy. Do you work?" Excuse me... do I work? You tard. I called you from my WORK phone. So I replied, "Do I work...?" And she's like, "Well, what I'm saying is, he really needs someone to be at home with him all day." Hmm... so I guess that's why you're still at work? Also, why is she "leery" about us? We've NEVER met and I work at the same place you do! Why did she think I wanted to set up a session with him and the cat? So I can torture them both? Or for shits and giggles? What a freak.
Before I could respond to anything else, she goes into how he's not a destructive dog but he just *has* to have someone with him 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and she must have come up with excuse after excuse. Then she says she's already lined up someone else to take him. ??? I kind of got tired of listening to her excuses because not only did they sound pitiful, but she kept stumbling over her words and fake laughing. The impression I got was that she A) didn't trust us and therefore we would make bad pet owners, and B) we worked all day and in no way could provide 24/7 care for this dog. I finally told her I understood what she was saying and said if anything changed to let us know (which, I know it won't.)
The whole thing really pissed me off. I was upset because it took a lot for me to let my guard down and say "ok" to owning a dachshund, mostly because I'm not a fan of small, yappy dogs and I've always thought dachshunds were kind of weird because they had these crazy long backs. But she didn't even give us a chance. I mean, right off the bat she assumed we were horrible pet owners and I found that slightly offensive, since I feel like we take great care of our cat.
I looked her up in our portal and she's this huge, fat woman. AND she's this department's manager. So glad I don't work for her. We'd have problems.
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Guess I better get to crackin' now. I'm so lazy this session!!
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