Steven and I left work early today to take Xander to the dentist to get his three cavities filled. The plan was that after picking up the kids from the other Ross household Steven would take Paizley home and I would take Xander to his appointment. As expected I was running about ten minutes late, I swear I've finally subscribed to Ross standard time. We arrived at the office and all the lights were off and the door was locked. I was like seriously I know I'm a couple of minutes late but what is going on.
When I got home I checked Steven's phone to see if they had left a message, of course they had. Apparently the dentist's wife had a baby today and they needed to reschedule. This would be fine, but begs the question, why in the bleepity bleep didn't they call my bleeping work phone like they bleeping did on Monday to confirm the bleeping appointment!
Now I feel a little better I guess I'll take advantage of being home and clean a bathroom or something.
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