As flustered as I was on Thursday, I remained so on Friday. So much so that I did not make a blog post. Part of me says, why call attention to my failings? Just make the blog post. No one will care if it is late. If they do, as a co-worker of mine used to say, they’ll get over it or they’ll get therapy.
Once again making this blog All Shooting at the Grange All The Time, my mission, if I chose to accept it (just to throw in a ’70’s television reference), was to print out and photocopy programs for our murder mystery, which goes up today, April 29 at Salisbury Grange. A cast member has revised the program I had first typed up, a mere one page outlining the setting and characters. She had also made up little forms for people to write their guesses on. My cast members always go above and beyond!
I love my cast.
My problems were mostly of timing. I wanted to go to Basloe Library in Herkimer to print them. They close at five and I believe like to shut down the computers a half hour before closing. I get into town just before four, filthy dirty from my job (I add, in case anybody thinks I am complaining, that it is a perfectly good job and I am washable). I prefer to shower and change before inflicting myself upon places.
As the great philosopher Mick Jagger said, you can’t always get what you want. I went to the library dirty. Nobody complained. They are always very nice there. I found out they also make copies, charging the same that they charge per sheet for printing. In hindsight, I wish I had just printed out 80 copies and had done with, but I wanted to get fancy.
Back home I contacted a couple of retail places that do copies, hoping I could also purchase colored paper to copy on. Did you know you cannot just call a store and talk to a person any more? Your call has to be “directed” and sometimes you have to listen to an automated voice and press a bunch of numbers first. Technology! Sheesh!
After that annoyance (yes, yes, I know it is a first world problem! Once again, Sheesh!), I found out that the places I called charge as much or more as the library! I decided to give my money to the library. A quick look at Facebook told me Frankfort Free Library was open till seven. Sweet!
I took a fast shower and hurried to a store which does not need a plug from Mohawk Valley Girl for fancy colored paper. Feeling I now had plenty of time, I stopped at Valley Wine and Liquor, where they were doing a tasting of Apothic Wines. I’ll have to write a blog post about that (preview of coming attractions).
In Frankfort I discovered that Facebook had betrayed me. The library had closed at five. Alas! I gave up the mission till Saturday morning. Since I was in Frankfort, however, I went to Fratello’s Pizzeria for some food and relaxation.
Wow, look! I am over 500 words! If you have read to the end, I offer you my most sincere thanks.