Thursday, March 23, 2006

Karma bloody karma.

I'm not even sure if I believe in karma, but I need something or someone to blame.

Karma police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he’s like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

I just nearly had a heart attack. My phone started ringing, and I noticed the caller ID displayed "Infiknowledge". (Dh's work) I came *this* close to answering with 'what'. But at the last minute decided against it in fear that my gossipy coworkers heard me.

Me "Business New Brunswick, Bonjour, Good Morning" (I purposely didn't say it with a "!") though.
Strange male voice that doesn't belong to dh "Nancy V. Please?"
Me "Speaking"
Stranger "Hi Nancy, my name is Paul F, are you Stephane V.'s wife ?"
Me "Y-yes..", my face first became drained of blood then became so red and warm that I could have probably effectively warmed up my lukewarm coffee.
Paul "Well, er... we... have.. your husband here... and he's...."
GOD NO! What happened ? A heart attack, that's it he's had a heart attack. Did he eat carrots and have an allergic reaction ? Is he in a coma ? My mind had raced through all the worst case scenarios before he continued on still fumbling for his words..
Paul " he's sitting next to me and he's telling me that you work for Business NB, can we talk about our R&D tax credit program?"

My legs are still shaking. What was he thinking ? I was terrified that something happened to dh that was so bad that he couldn't call me himself.

That's what I get for whining and venting about dh :/

1 comment:

Hobby Chef said...

OMG, I would have been hysterical. Why do people DO that!? It's like when your phone rings at 6 a.m. NOTHING GOOD has happened when the phone rings at 6 a.m. Glad Steph is OK.