Freak-out Friday...
It's Friday morning, and in a matter of hours, my mother-in-law will be arriving for a weekend visit.
A few minutes ago, I was engaged in an "animated" telephone discussion with the Husband, regarding the battle between US and CAPITAL ONE MASTERCARD, regarding the fraudulant use of our credit card, that came to light upon the arrival of our last bill... Don't go there with me right now, I'm saving up all my anger and frustration for one "Alex", a Mastercard representative who will soon be feeling the FULL EXTENT of the Goddess' wrath (and subsequently resolving the situation in MY favour, or die trying to screw me, if he so foolishly chooses...)
ANYWAY, I was on the phone.
And when I got OFF of the phone, just GUESS what I discovered in the kitchen?!
Child Number Three, standing over the Banana Cake with Fudge Icing that I had baked for tonight's dinner.
She was holding the largest spoon she could find.
And she was polishing off the very last of the fudge icing, which she had been not-very-neatly scooping off of the top of the cake, and shovelling into her mouth as fast as she could.
Mother: "*&%$#@@@???!!!!!!"
After the kind of morning I've had, and no doubt, the kind of afternoon I am IN FOR, I've got half a mind to whip up another batch of fudge, and just pour it over the train-wreck of a cake that's left in the pan...
But you know I'd NEVER actually DO it, don't you??!!
6 comments:
Oh, but I WOULD re-ice the cake. A few germs never hurt anyone.
omg that is so funny. My dog did something quite similar - you can search "dirty rotten dog" if you like :)
I hope that you grabbed a spoon and started eating, too!
And my advice for any customer service problem is that after a minute or two, if the person is not helping you, ask to talk to their supervisor. And then their supervisor, and then their supervisor. Those people who answer the phone have no authority to do anything. Get away from them and higher up the chain as soon as possible. It has worked for me when all else failed, and now I do it all the time.
Snort.
Sounds just like the kind of day I had yesterday.
So...what did you end up doing about the cake?
Think I'd have joined her... ;-)
You did it, didn't you?! Do tell!
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