Pets, Work & Birthday Wishes

I just got home from work and there was a message on the answering machine:

Hi there, its Dr. M from Almaden Vet’s and I am calling for Macy.  I received the results from the biopsy that Dr. S did and I wanted to give a call.  I think that you will need to be intouch with the Oncologist at the office where you had the surgery done.  But, give me a call back and we can discuss.  Oh, and I will be out of the office for the next couple of days so if you would like to speak to me, please call here today or Thursday.  Or, feel free to contact Dr. S’s office.

This message was from our vet.  Not from our surgeon at VSA.  How is this possible.  She wasn’t involved at all in the diagnosis.  Why would she get the call before me?  When, the staff had both my cell phone and work phone number?  Grrr.   It frustrates me unbelievably that we now have to wait until tomorrow morning to find out more information. 

Okay, that vent is done…

My next frustration of the day is work.  Why is it that I can’t find anyone to hire on my team that is able to think ahead of the current ‘to do’ task?  If I ask you to prepare this presentation, is it too much to ask that when you are done doing the work, that you would double check your work and also make sure that all the extras are included?  By extras, I don’t mean things that we have never done, I mean, the little extra bits that make it look great rather than thrown together.  I need to figure out how to explain my expectations.   Grrrr.

Okay, now that one is done…thats enough for one day. 

On a happy note, today is my Uncle G’s birthday.  I called to wish him a happy birthday this morning on my way to my appointment in San Francisco.  We chatted most of the way.  He is just the cutest uncle.  In a constant struggle with his computer.  And always somehow gets his ass kicked by the technological world…maybe in the way of an online reservation going arwy…or a cell phone mishap…or some other item of frustration.  He is great chatter though.  I can always call him when I am looking for a good chat.  He and I could speak about nothing for hours.  And he loves my little girl.  He hates our cats…but loves my Macy.  Anyone who feels like I do about her has a special place in my heart.  Happy Birthday Uncle G.