So I am sleeping, hanging out, and watching things on the internet on my computer and getting ready to head over to my babysitting job. I keep resetting my alarm for later and later times and putting off doing something. It’s fine it’s fine it’s fine and then it’s 6 o’clock and I’m geting ready to head over to pick up Gordy (who I have never met) when I realize with absolute HORROR that I was supposed to head over there three hours ago!!! I am somewhat in shock and wonder how the hell I can apologize for this one. I can’t imagine what I can say to make up for the fact that I just totally forgot to pick up their son from school on my first day of work.
I walk out of the room I am lounging in in a bit of a daze and wander downstairs. That’s when I realize that I am already at their house. I am looking for the boys. I hope both of them made it home ok and I suppose i still have time to cook them dinner since it’s 6 and their Mom won’t be home until 7. When I get to the base of the stairs, I see a table set up with a huge thank you card. Actually three thank you cards and a thank you sculpture. I am a little overwhelmed! It’s all about how she’ll see me later and she hopes I have a wonderful time with the boys. I feel really awkward reading this note thanking me for something that I didn’t even do.
I start wondering if I can pretend that I took the bus to meet him, didn’t see him, took the bus to come back, and finally made it back but I reaize that I was watching movies and laughing the whole time so both boys probably know I was there. As I walk into the kitchen searching for them, I start thinking about other things I can say to apologize. My mind immediately goes to lies or contortions of the truth in order to save my own skin. I am also contemplating how much I’ll have to be absolutely as humble and remorseful as I can be in order to impress upon them how extremely sorry I am!
I walk dejectedly up the stairs. The stairs are white carpeting. They go up one direction, have a landing, and then go up another direciton. They’re very bizarre though because the stairs don’t continue in one continuous path. The landings are very long and the stairs extend at weird intervals onto the next level. This means you can’t just run mindlessly up the stairs, you have to really concentrate or else you’ll fall between the cracks. At least, you have to really concentrate until you learn how these stairs work… then it’s pretty much as mindless as other stairs.
Their cleaning lady Najla is here. She seems to be from Nepal and greets me very friendily. She doesn’t seem surprised that the family didn’t tell me she was going to be here, and she’s very friendly.
That’s it! Holy shit! It made me really paranoid about my alarm. I’m setting one for 2.30 right now.
