I was having a perfectly lovely Saturday evening, finishing up my third True Blood novel and munching on my Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate bar when my good mood came to an abrupt halt. I heard Tim answer his cell phone in his office.
Tim: "Well thank you!"
Tim: "Thank you, but no I will have to turn you down."
Tim: "I've just got too much on my plate. Thanks again. Good bye."
I inquired as to what that was all about and this was his response:
"Oh they just offered me first car in the President's motorcade tomorrow."
"AND YOU TURNED THEM DOWN!?!?!?"
"Michelle, I am way too busy with homework."
"TIM, YOU MEAN YOU COULD HAVE BEEN IN FRONT OF OBAMA IN HIS MOTORCADE?!?"
(getting annoyed with me)
"I'm way too busy."
(me, trying not to hold his gun to his head and make him call that nice person back and accept his nice offer)
"AND I COULD HAVE RIDDEN WITH YOU!?"
I was furious. Effing doctorate homework! I could have been staring out the rear window at Obama and taking all kinds of pictures!
...and then he said:
"I already did this for Bush and I like him better anyway."
I'm starting divorce proceedings today and I told Tim he will never be forgiven.