Monday and Tuesday are always my days off. Have been since I started at Sbarros. Knowing that, I made plans to drive down to Pennsylvania and visit Dave today, since I had my consecutive days off. We’ve had this plaaned for a week or so.
Last night, Alex calls me. Apparently his dad went into the hopital, something to do with his heart I believe. He was sposed to work today, 1 to 10 or something. Without hesitation I volunteered to work for him so he could be with his dad. I emailed Dave, apologizing that I couldn’t make the trip as planned. He understood, said we could do it another time, no problem.
Today I wake up early, make the 45 minute drive into Boston, and get there shortly before 1. I wlak into work, to see Alex standing at the counter talking to Bob. Apparently, his dad started to look up, so Alex decided it was okay for him to come into work after all. He said he tried calling me, but my phone was busy. I asked if he called my cell, which is the only line I ever answer anyways. “No, I forgot.” Of all the inconsiderate things. I had no problem cancelling my plans so he could be with his family, I was happy to be able to help. But he could have at least called me this morning so I could still have made the trip! He even knew I already had plans, he just didn’t think. By the time I got back home to get my stuff, and left again, it ould have been almost 2. A 7 hour drive would get me to PA around 9 pm, and I’d still have to leave the next morning. It was pretty pointless for me to make the drive. So instead, I spent the day sitting at home watching sitcom reruns. Thanks Alex…I’ll remember that
