SoCS: Lips and Gremlins

It’s been one of those weeks.

Blipping tiring and frustrating.

Mostly work related with a bit of messed-up weather.

The Elevator Story

I was out of town for a couple days this week, at a business meeting in Madison. One of my peers had been bemoaning the fact that “the gremlins” were after her all day Monday. Anything that could go wrong, went wrong. I sat next to her during the Tuesday portion of the meeting.

At about 4:00 pm, we called it a productive day, packed up our belongings and headed out the door. Five of us were staying overnight and had plans for dinner. As we walked out of the conference room, three peers headed to the stairs and I decided to keep another peer company in the elevator. We were two floors up from our destination. We got into the elevator and I pushed the button, except it was the wrong button. We stopped at first floor instead of ground floor. No problem, press the G button and we’re on our way again.

So, we stop at ground floor, the doors open three inches and stop. Dead. No movement. We both calmly freak out to some degree. Peer silently believes she’s going to die and I thought, “Oh great, now we’ll have to wait in this stupid elevator for two hours while the maintenance guy tries to fix this damn thing and we’ll both miss our adult refreshment.” At first, I pulled a Data move (Star Trek reference) and tried to open the elevator doors with my bare hands. No dice. Then the peer and I started pushing buttons and wouldn’t you know, it worked. The doors closed and we shot back up to second floor.

This time we got off the elevator and took the stairs down to the ground floor. I don’t know if I’ll ever get on that elevator again.

Later, I admonished the gremlin peer for letting her creatures hop off during the meeting and take up residence on my shoulders.

The Weather

Our two-day meeting was supposed to run a full two days, but we cut it short around 12:30. Bad weather was moving in and we all wanted to make it home before the worst of it arrived. Nothing happened in Appleton until 8:00 pm, but better safe than sorry.

The next morning, about four inches (10c) of wet snow were on the ground. It made a nice base for the icy freezing rain pellets that followed. A very ugly day, but the worst of the weather occurred in northern Wisconsin. The gremlin peer texted me Thursday morning that they had ten inches (25c) of snow on the ground, but now jerky Old Man Winter was sending ice from the sky and thundering. She stayed home, where it was safe.

Apparently, not all of the gremlins left her side.

No, I do not have a photo of the snow. I refuse to let winter give me any more lip service via a photo of its sh*t. I want tulips, not snow and ice chunks.

The Rest of the Week

I’m ready for another adult refreshment and ten hours of sleep. Tired. The remainder of the week felt like a tornado at work, which is funny because we actually had a tornado drill on Friday. I don’t mind the job, really, but as I get older and closer to retirement, I’m liking the stress of constantly being busy, busy, busy a lot less. I have less patience for dumb questions and annoying demands. I smile and play professionally nice with people, but between my lips, I sometimes whisper a cuss word.

Unfortunately, the tornado may not stop until mid May. We are in the midst of hiring people, planning for employee appreciation week, preparing budget projections, and on top of that, I’ll be in Madison six more days this month. I don’t know how I’ll get everything done. If only those stupid little gremlins would help out instead of getting in the way.

The Boy

Gibbs had a couple of stressful days as well. His mom left and she didn’t come back per the cat schedule. Natasha took this photo and told me later that Ziva had also been sitting there, staring at the door, but walked away before she could capture them both. Gibbs, on the other hand, stood his ground for some time, waiting for a door to open and for mom to come home.

Waiting for Godot, cat style. If Gibbs had a finger, I bet he would have flipped me off. How dare I desert him?

It was the gremlins, Gibbs. They made mom do it.

Sorry to say, they’ll be back in another ten days.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.

Just go with the flow.

Like a babbling brook, ambling stream or running river. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making. This week’s prompt is “lip.”  Use it as a word, or find a word with “lip”in it. As always, use any way you’d like.

35 responses to SoCS: Lips and Gremlins

  1. Ally Bean says:

    I’m sorry your week was stressful. I like you trying to be Data. Who doesn’t want to be him once in a while? Poor Gibbs. So forlorn in the photo.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I laughed when I saw the photo of Gibbs. Life is so hard for him, but if he only knew. I suppose he might like running around on a spaceship better, but he’ll have to live with me bing absent once in a while.

  2. Dan Antion says:

    Very well done (the SoCS thing), the work thing is just getting so old – I understand. I say those same cuss words.

    100 bonus points for mentioning Data and 900 more for actually channeling his spirit in the elevator! And, I’ll give you an extra 200 for channeling mh mother’s approach of pushing all the buttons (although she didn’t always have good luck with that approach).

    Sorry about the snow. I was thinking of you and my Midwest buddies this week. Snow in April is rare – I’ll stop there in case this is a family comment section. I hope Gibbs forgives you, now and in the future. I know it’s unlikely.

    I hope you have a great weekend. When the gremlins appear, order another stout!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Wow, 1,200 bonus points. Thanks Dan! That helped alleviate some of that rare April snow, although this is the second year in a row this happened. Last April, we had a 16″ snowstorm about this same time. This had better not be a recurring annual event or I may have to move to a warmer climate.

      If we cuss and nobody hears us, is it really cussing? Cheers!

      • Dan Antion says:

        I don’t think those cuss words count.

        You get the bonus points because I just saw the episode where Data closes the blast doors on the Romulen ship before the ejected the engine core.

        I hope that snow has melted.

  3. dweezer19 says:

    You have such a way with words, Mary. Poor Gibbs. Poor Mary. Poor Gremlins. All that malice pent up inside and they always pick on the undeserving. I too had a week from hell, seriously. Yesterday was the best Friday ever, just because it finally rolled around. I wanted to hild it on my tongue like a raindrop and taste how sweet it was, but I was too busy slapping it on the head for taking so long to come! 😳I can’t even put my eyes on retirement or I might break a hip trying to reach the finish line. Savor your weekend. I am sending some Spring love your way.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Cheryl, thank you for the compliment. I appreciate it, especially coming from someone who also has a way with words.

      Sorry your week was messed up, but I imagine you are already enjoying the weekend and starting it off with good eats. Your time will come for retirement, just as my time will come for spring and bike rides. Happy Two Days Off to both of us! 🙂

  4. loisajay says:

    Oh, the photo of Gibbs… hilarious, yet so touching. My Teemu used to do this–sit by the door and will it to open. Never happened as far as I know…..

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Natasha and I always say that if the door had a lever handle on it, Gibbs would figure out how to open it. Not sure where he’d go from there, but I imagine he’d be following his nose to the bacon smells downstairs. 😉

  5. JoAnna says:

    You never know when the Data moves might just work. I liked, “I smile and play professionally nice with people, but between my lips, I sometimes whisper a cuss word.”You could imagine tulips on their heads. May the gremlins soon melt away with the snow and be replaced by tulips.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I really had it in my head that I could force the elevator doors open, but that is the way of the imagination.
      I may have to stop tomorrow and pick up tulips for the office. It might be a nice, happy addition and something to ward off the gremlins.

  6. Shelley says:

    I now have my answer…I wondered if you had any fun during the snow eventful week. Now I know you did. This has to be the end of winter, please! Someone MUST do away with those gremlins! My little dog freaked out about the thunder-snow, too. Poor Gibbs, that’s a great shot though! The tornado drill was just icing on the cake leading into more snow and rain last night. ENOUGH! Sorry to rant. Hope your next week is better and that the weekend gives you a chance to refresh and rest. Take care xx!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      No worries about the ranting, Shelley. We didn’t get as much snow, but it’s still depressing. Yes, ENOUGH! We need spring flowers and bike rides.

      I swear Gibbs was taken from his cat momma far too early and, thus, clings to his human. The fact that he was waiting for me is eally heartwarming.

      • Shelley says:

        Yes, ENOUGH! I’m so looking forward to flowers and bike rides. Poor Gibbs, he’s lucky he has you as his human. He’s so sweet!

  7. J-Dub says:

    Glad you made it out of the elevator. That has happened to me twice and semi-freaked out doesn’t quite cover it. Majorly “I am gonna die in here” freaked out is more like it. Is it wrong to love that photo of Gibbs missing his mom? What a trooper. Sweet lil guy.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      The only reasons I didn’t have the “gonna die” moment is because we were on the ground floor and the door was open a few inches. No falling and air. I really was more worried about having dinner and a drink.

  8. Dan Antion says:

    OK, Gibbs is mad at me for posting this to the wrong blogpost (maybe Mary can delete it from there). He also pointed out a minor error I made while transcribing his thoughts.”

    My momma left me
    No woman in sight
    My momma left me
    No salmon tonight

    When she left for work this morning
    She was pullin’ a suitcase behind
    She gave me an extra, guilty scritch
    But no extra kibble to find

    My momma left me
    No woman in sight
    My momma left me
    No salmon tonight

    I woke myself up around supper time
    And I parked my fur down by the door
    It never opened. She’s gone for good
    I’m starving here on this floor

    I tried to get Ziva to wait with me
    To try to send a vibe
    Sittin’ and waitin’ ain’t her cup of tea
    I swear she ain’t part of my tribe

    My momma left me
    No woman in sight
    My momma left me
    No salmon tonight

    It hurts when your momma leaves you
    It hurts me right down to my core
    I still don’t think it’s a thing she could do
    So I’m sittin’ here next to this door.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I’ll delete the other comment when I get home from shopping. I was going to stay home and take a nap, but Ziva was snoring and…
      Great job on the Gibbs poem. He’s a funny little dude and country music fits him to a tee.

  9. John Holton says:

    I’ve been up that way when it snows. Not fun, and the fact that it happens in April can’t go down too well, either.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      The snow might not have been so bad if the weather had warmed up right away. It feels like February outside. Brrr…

  10. joey says:

    Dang. That IS a rough week! Poor Mary, Poor Gibbs, Poor Gremlin Peer 😦
    One day, I had a large pack of young people downtown and we got into a parking garage elevator that was not acting right, and all the rest of the day we took the stairs.
    We will be crushed at work for a while longer as well. It’s starting to get better, now that we are fully staffed and catching up. In about four months, we’ll hit an area where what’s ‘new’ has all been done by Mentor and me, and I look forward to that.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I’m happy to hear work is getting better for you, Joey. I’m really thinking I need to plan some time off toward the end of May, to decompress and take naps.
      Yeah, poor Gibbs. I’m currently eating lunch and he is not. Starving, that neglected cat is.

      • joey says:

        Poor pathetic meower.
        I feel that. Not sure when the last day of school is, but whenever it is, I’m taking my vacay. Don’t know what exactly, or where, but first fam, then just him and me. It’s needed.

  11. Laura says:

    You did a great job with the post. I’m sorry your week was so hard. I don’t know what to say about the snow — it’s horrifying. Tulips are WAY more appropriate for April. Gibbs agrees with me.

  12. “No, I do not have a photo of the snow.” [Mosy makes a sad face]

    I laughed like anything at your elevator story. Perhaps the gremlins were telling you not to be lazy and take the stairs.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      No more snow! I’m so done with it and my heavy winter jacket. No more!

      I was going to take the stairs, but thought I would be nice and accompany the peer down. I’m pretty sure next time we will both be taking the stairs.

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